One thing I’d never do
Is let a day go by without thinking of you.

and

Why would I stop loving you a hundred years from now?
It’s only time. It’s only time.

and

A hundred ways to fill my time & all I do is think about you.
Every sky, your eye
Every star, you are
Every word I know
And the ground below
And the ground below

This is a constant lack. There’s a widening, fraying tear where he used to be. Here’s to the love of my life and the space he filled. In memoriam: the obliterated hearts left in his wake. On the eve of an anniversary, here’s to every activity, every achievement, every waking moment that’s become useless without him.

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