Loss

There is a saying. If you want to see what a man fears losing the most see what he
photographs.
I cannot remember the last time I took a picture of you. I guess in my heart I lost you after I came back.

I loved you with all my heart. It is one of my flaws. I love too hard and too deep.

I cannot lie and say that I do not miss you. I do and my heart is in a million pieces.

I do realise that I have to move forward go on with my life and pick up the pieces.

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