It was kind of like seeing a body become a corpse.
He was still fresh.
There was still water in his cells
but I couldn’t see myself in his eyes
nor could feel his arms which were wrapped around me.
And I missed him even though he was there
it was the worst and most melancholic longing I have ever suffered through.
I don’t want to do it again!
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