agonizing reply

I walked every single day,
hoping to see your face in the crowd,
wishing to hear your voice…
every little thought of you,
every single detail,
from the way you leave your hair wet after every shower,
to the very amazing sight of you in sweet slumber…
I used to hold on to these,
for strength,
for life,
for hope…

used to…
but no more…

now all that comes out is sorry
and a longing to be finally understood…

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