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Long before there was a we there was her. Your wistful longing is poignant. I can’t compete with the past, with someone you never stopped loving, and someone who did you no wrong.

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The problem is that you haunt me every night when I’m tired and I’m trying to sleep because I remember the times when coming home to you after a long day made it all better. When the worst days of my life were still good because you were in them. Now all my days look the same and all my nights are empty.

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I wonder if there is somebody out there
Whom you are still hoping will return