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How is that, when you're gone, I still have you constantly in my mind? You're dearest thing I held to my heart. I miss you chuckling softly, whispering that it's okay, as I cried in your arms and apologized for doing so. Sometimes I forget your voice, but when I cry, it's the first thing in my mind.
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Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC
Comfort
How is that, when you're gone, I still have you constantly in my mind? You're dearest thing I held to my heart. I miss you chuckling softly, whispering that it's okay, as I cried in your arms and apologized for doing so. Sometimes I forget your voice, but when I cry, it's the first thing in my mind.
Elle
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Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC
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