While you're gone, I'll miss you every single day. I didn't see this coming, and I didn't prepare for it. But it's here. And I must deal with it. This is how much I love you. To finally let you go as you choose to leave. I'll always love you, and I'll never forget you. And while you're gone, I will keep the door open so that if you choose to return, I'll greet you with open arms. We shared the most incredible four years I could ever ask for. As all of our memories collide into one pool of sorrow, I won't give up hope. I know you'll be okay.
And that's all that matters.
I will remain in high hopes that through my colloquy of heart to confession, you will come to thoroughly penetrate the very entity of my enduring fidelity.
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