There are times when I forget. Days when I want to call and need you. I have to remind myself that you're gone. I question why the memory of your passing is slipping away. I worry that it means I'm losing myself. Perhaps, as time goes by, I'm nothing without you. I wish I'd been better for you. I wish I'd called you that morning. I woke up with the
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