Neil.
I miss you, the words are aching on my tongue to be said. The words have been burning in the back of my throat and I can't seem to swallow them back, they just hang there. My fingers itch for your touch so bad it feels like I've been burned by a fire. But all you do is leave me alone to stew over the emptiness. All the love and joy that fills my heart and makes me light up inside has suddenly been sucked away. I’m lost, drifting aimlessly in this world that seems empty without you
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