Today is 6 months said since I had to say good bye.
The 16th of every month drops me like a rock
I miss you Nicky and I keep hearing you talk to me in my head
am I going crazy?
I like to think it's because you're still here-
silent as dew
invisible
like the air I breathe
nourishment
all my X's and O's are yours...
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