It's been two days since I've seen you. You, the person who I let get close to me. You, the person I attached myself to. You, the person I depended on more than I should have.
You, my partner of five and a half months.
It may strike you as odd how much I care about you, in both the visible and not. I don't know what our future looks like anymore than I can tell you about the Middle East.
All I know is I miss you. And I am trying to figure out what that means.
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