I knew there would eventually be a day when the sound of your name didn’t make my heart hurt, when your smile didn’t make me think of what could have been and when your laughter didn’t remind me of what we could have had.

I knew there would be a day when I wouldn’t miss you the way I loved you — painfully, desperately, with an ache that threatened to consume me.

What I didn’t know was how much I missed that, how much I miss even the act of missing you.



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