I think i have finally come to a point where it's not about missing him. As it stands it's more about missing someone. I look at the empty seat on the couch, (or the seat that would be empty if my cats hadn't been more than willing to fill it), or the empty side of the bed (same scenario, just switch out cats for dog) and for the first time I don't
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