Thoughts of a Lonely Fish

[guppyiii]

I can still see her eyes, that noncommittal color. I can still feel her hand in mine if I think about it long enough. When I do, I involuntarily clench. I attempt to grasp hold of that memory and experience it again. Some days it is so painful not to be holding her hand that I am consumed by the want for it. Not all days, but some

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[fayefil]

*hugs*