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So often I feel your absence. I occasionally (meaning often) feel trapped between \"what is\" and \"what if\" with relation to you, which is really tough because if I relish in the \"what if\" then I feel as though I\'m betraying my \"present\" and if I deny the \"what if\", I feel as though I am not acknowledging, and in essence, losing you. I feel stupid typing this in a forum, yet part of me wishes I could scream this to the world. I guarantee that you would make fun of me for writing this. I love you.
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