Like my heart fluttered when he sent me a kiss on Monday. And Wed when he sent me a picture of 11:11. I see the little things. I love the little things.
I never took them for granted. I didn't. I could see the gestures. I saw them. Okay. I loved them. They made me smile. They made me happy. They helped me love you oh so much more.
That's why this is hard. And that's why this hurts. Oh so much I'm hurting.
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