Late last night, before I fell into a hopeful slumber, the thought of losing you struck me quite suddenly, and I refused to open my eyes and turn over to look at the other side of the bed, because I knew, that if I allowed myself to do so, I’ll be awake to that painful reality.
Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 1:29 AM UTC
Late last night, before I fell into a hopeful slumber, the thought of losing you struck me quite suddenly, and I refused to open my eyes and turn over to look at the other side of the bed, because I knew, that if I allowed myself to do so, I’ll be awake to that painful reality.
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