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Missing him badly today. Mourning for what-might-have-been. I know he's doing the right thing for him right now, but worried about the toll it will take in time. And it's hard, seeing him the other night, feeling that connection, feeling his leaning toward me... the physical connection that's still there, the fondness and affection still there, and the very sweet goodbye kiss. And, later, finding my keys in the bottom of the bag he handed me, a symbol of severance.
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