I’m going to vomit.
That’s all I have is two days. I have packed and am ready to go.
It’s time for me to come home.
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At night, when I lay in bed and feel the breeze on my face, I think of you. When I wake up in the morning and roll over to the opposite side, I think of you. When I drive in my car and what I chose as “our song” comes on, I think of you. When I see a magazine at the grocery with your favorite actor in the tabloids, I think of you. When someone calls me a brat, I think of you. When I think about going to Chicago, I think of you. When I hear the songs you gave me, I think of you. I don’t go a day without thinking of you.
I don’t look at your pictures anymore because I don’t need to. I memorized the features of your face.
I get a tug in my stomach when I hear your name, even when it’s not you that is being talked about.
I always get the urge to call you and tell you something that I think you would find funny. But I don’t because I know you won’t answer.
I still cry.
And..I still miss you.
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said “I love you.”
Goodnight everyone. Have sweet dreams.