Even when it’s right in front of you, there’s that ache – a pang – of missing it when it’s not.
That ache of leaving you behind. Heartbroken. Almost punished.
Yet, what a privilege to feel something like that…
To hold, treasure and love something that much, you constantly long for it. Even when it’s right in front of you.
You just need to remind yourself not to waste it. Any of it. Or to wish those aches away. Even when it’s right in front of you.
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