Your voice, whispering softly in my ear.
Your smile, like the sun coming out.
Your eyes flashing grey in sudden anger
The look in your eyes, saying Sir
Dressed to the nines dancing with abandon
Holding you after you spoke with family
Public displays of affection and your blush.
These 7 words for seven things that I miss.
11 years, 4 months, 11 days.
But there are those who are here that I love. But I’ll never be over her. I hope that’s OK.
Pelgris 
YES!
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Pardon my ignorance, but yes to what?
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What you write is how I feel so yes to thAt
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Ah, I see. Sorry, rough day.
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Me too – no worries – just wanted you to know you really nailed it with those emotions and I totally related to them xo BIG HUG MY FRIEND
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That’s always good to hear. Hugs back!
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