please.come back.

February 20, 2010
you are matter how loud my sobs matter how much i wish it wasn't so.i miss you.there is a hole in my heart no one can fill.i said i would never go to the graveyard.but i was raining.the headstone was cold and wet.i sat on the soaked grass.bent my head on the slab of stone.i cried my heart out.

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