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The rain starts to fall. On any other given day I would welcome the downpour. It would be a good excuse to sit by the window and cuddle. Now that she’s gone, the rain makes the pain even worse.

I have never known so much heartache...

It’s like she took her hand to my heart and squeezed it really hard. I feel so hollow and so devoid of anything. Anguish consumes me....


How can something so good be so wrong? She was the essence of my life, the core of my being.

I watched the wave crash angrily on the rock. I wonder what it feels like to be that rock.

I wonder if I’ll feel any pain...