February 2010
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Every night, before falling asleep, he indulged himself by remembering her. He knew that allowing himself to remember would only cause the ache of loneliness to become more fully ensconced in his chest and that once it was there, no logic could pry it out. Those pangs of loneliness weren’t anything that could be rationalized, they couldn’t be analyzed away. But they were worth it,...
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Nighttime fell and as sure as the inky darkness replaced the bright sunlight, the aching chill of loneliness replaced the warmth of her smile. Not that it ever got cold on those lonely summer nights. My coldness was beyond temperature, something that you could only feel on the wrong side of your skin. My coldness wasn’t anything but rather an absence of something, a void impossible to...
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