It’s true.

I miss the me and you, the you and me, the we.

I cradled you.  You held me when I needed to be held.   We cried when we cried and lit candles.  A thousand flames flicker-danced around us.

I hoped the eyes of your heart would open.  I hoped that you would see.

We brake our own hearts well.

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