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anonymouslybloggingaway: I really do think of you at 2pm when I’m busy running errands. I think of you as soon as I wake up. Because I’m already wishing for you. I think of you at 8pm when I’m off at a dinner or a movie with my family. I think

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anonymouslybloggingaway: Some days are harder than others. Sometimes it feels like saying “I miss you” is not enough. It feels like an eternity to be away from each other so long. I don’t like missing him. I don’t like crying about it. I don’t

anonymouslybloggingaway: Some days are harder than others. Sometimes it feels like saying “I miss you” is not enough. It feels like an eternity to be away from each other so long. I don’t like missing him. I don’t like crying about it. I don’t

anonymouslybloggingaway: I feel so lucky that you’re mine. I keep thinking about everyone before you. Every kiss before you, every single one I wish I never had. Everyone I thought I had loved. Because now I know that this is what it’s supposed to

anonymouslybloggingaway: I feel so lucky that you’re mine. I keep thinking about everyone before you. Every kiss before you, every single one I wish I never had. Everyone I thought I had loved. Because now I know that this is what it’s supposed to

anonymouslybloggingaway: I want you when I feel like the world is against me. I want you when I’m the happiest. I want you when I wake up. When I go to sleep. I want you when it’s raining. I want you when the sun is burning my skin. I want you when

anonymouslybloggingaway: I want you when I feel like the world is against me. I want you when I’m the happiest. I want you when I wake up. When I go to sleep. I want you when it’s raining. I want you when the sun is burning my skin. I want you when

anonymouslybloggingaway: I hate when our schedules can’t line up so I could see you.

anonymouslybloggingaway: I hate when our schedules can’t line up so I could see you.

anonymouslybloggingaway: Today I have an overwhelming saddness. Sadness I feel I cannot contain. I really wish you were here. Not so much as to talk more for you to just hold me. I miss you a lot more than I normally do. I kind of hate it.

anonymouslybloggingaway: Today I have an overwhelming saddness. Sadness I feel I cannot contain. I really wish you were here. Not so much as to talk more for you to just hold me. I miss you a lot more than I normally do. I kind of hate it.

anonymouslybloggingaway: You make me so happy. Any normality we get makes me a little sad because you’re so far away. You’re it though, you’re the love that makes me feel safe. You’re home.

anonymouslybloggingaway: You make me so happy. Any normality we get makes me a little sad because you’re so far away. You’re it though, you’re the love that makes me feel safe. You’re home.

anonymouslybloggingaway: I hope that in five years, or even in ten, this will all still be very much relevant. That we’re still together. That we get to have our family. And that on that Tuesday morning when the kids have the cartoons echoing through

anonymouslybloggingaway: I hope that in five years, or even in ten, this will all still be very much relevant. That we’re still together. That we get to have our family. And that on that Tuesday morning when the kids have the cartoons echoing through

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