I've never experienced it. The phone call. The knock on the door. The agonizing minutes, days, weeks, and months. Wondering if you can go on. Waking up every morning, thinking it was a dream. Passing their bedroom and peeking in, hoping to see them, hear their breathing as they sleep. Touching anything that may have belonged to them. Wrapping yourself in their clothes, willing them to give you one more hug. Sleeping in their bed in hopes of falling asleep where they once laid their head....
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