I miss the most mundane things about our day. I misss driving in the car while discussing our day, tossing witty comments back and forth, poking , pulling, touching limbs play fully. I miss spending time with him. I miss speaking to him about concerns which others would laugh at. I miss being in his presence. I'm always on an extreme emotion when he's near. I miss him.
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Thanks. Danke. Grazie. Gracias.