I cannot say.
I cannot do.
Or anything.
I miss waking up
next to you
in the morning
telling me i'm beautiful
every half an hour.
I will never see the sun
shine on your face
from my bedside window
at 8 a.m. again.
What would I do to have that moment back again?
just about anything.
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