I'm back. And it pains to be sitting here in the morning without someone to say good morning to. I miss the horrible tasting but amazingly wonderful morning breath kisses and piggy back rides and twirling and slow dancing and everything else that truly makes me happy. I have his boxers and wristband, they smell like him, I hope it never goes away.
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