Seven hundred and thirty days.
Even longer since the last time I saw you.
You were radiant, as always.
You were smiling, as always.
You were comforting, as always.
You shared, you listened, you hugged me, as always.
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We said we'd meet for coffee, as always.
We didn't. As always.
We're all thinking of you today,
as if today is like every other;
but its not.
Today we can't say "last year..."
Today is plural.
But today...
Today we are two years closer to seeing you again.
I miss you.
I love you. As always.
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