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[zephyrofgod]

I miss my antistotic. A lot.

I miss his arms, holding me, rocking me to sleep.

I miss his eyes, searching me, searching my soul for answers to the tough questions.

I miss his hands, massaging my head with my headaches, or my knee with pain or even just holding my hand.

*cries*

I just miss him so much. And it's going to be a while before I can visit him.

I hate being this far away from someone I love this dearly.

Actually, I think this is worse than the time he was in the hospital. Nothing I have of his smells like him anymore. Nothing. I miss his scent, the way his hair moved through my fingers. I miss everything.

*cries some more*

I'll be okay...I hope.