It has been exactly 210 days to the hour since I last hugged you and 211 days since we last spoke...
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I have so much to say, yet so little to show. Where can I even begin to express my desperation in wanting to see, hold or more importantly laugh with you again. Life is strange, life carries on, MY life is still carrying on. This is not suppose to happen. What happened to those cherised promises that I would sooner die by a bus? I really believed this, am I fool... Or did I just rely too much on hope?
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Part of me needs an explanation, most of me knows I don't... I was there I know what happened but it still doesn't explain why it was you? You were perfect, ok we all know your body gave you grief but you were what I would define as 'perfect'. I am so proud, you gave your body an amazing go at life and I have a realistic outlook on what is important. I know this is very 'cliche' and you hear such sob stories all the time, but mines true and this is yet another thing you have taught me.
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You are never away from my thoughts on an hourly basis. I love this and I love how I am right and you are wrong as your not disappearing away from me like you thought you might. HAH! You know more than anyone how I love to be right and I am. You are special and you will always continue to be important.
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I am one of the lucky ones. I met my soul'mate'. I continually get told, you can go your whole life searching for a friendship like ours. You may want to enjoy the peace while you can, it wont be long till we'll be up to our old tricks again. I could really do with a good giggle like ours entailed, it would hurt every inch of our inners and then you'd tell me off... *sigh*
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