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“You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.”
— Thich Nhat Hanh
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“Breathe. This is just a chapter. Not the whole story.”
— Unknown
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Another day where I can’t grasp the concept of loving you because you’re no longer there.
You’re gone and I’m struggling to cope but I thought I had decided already and yet here I am.
Dealing with your ghost has proven to be a hard task this time around.
I miss your greetings early in the mornings. I miss you telepathically communicating with me. I miss not being able to hide things from you because of your ability to read me. I miss hearing your voice or the way you’d call me ‘guerita’.
I wish it was you who held my hands, who’d touch me in places the sun hasn’t yet.
I’ve started to lose my appetite and I feel as if these days I might burst.
God must be upset with me because I don’t even hear Him much lately.
Maybe he disapproves.
I disapprove as well but the love in my chest is unbearable and the lack of it from you is a heavier burden to carry.
None like God but being closer to my love drives me closer to God so why can’t it be holy?
And why do I have to hurt someone else in the process?
Love shouldn’t be this complicated.
That’s what I thought growing up and I have no right to believe that.
Maybe I have so much to learn because this is not how I imagined things would be and though I cannot tell him, I guess I’ll the world through anonymity.
I love him so much that his absence has started to feel like an illness.
I hope I build the courage to reach for the antidote before it’s too late.
- Thorne, G.

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