Sometimes, when I'm laying in bed, for the couple moments right before I fall asleep.
When I'm shaving, making room for someone to be shaving by me that's not there.
While driving and I expect a hand on my thigh.
To puke out some random show quote to him, just to have him complete it.
When I feel someone looking at me, I turn around, and it's not him.
At times I feel my heart yearning for something I can't give it.
I really, really miss him.
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