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I picture you here with me, close enough that I can almost feel your breath, the warmth of you beside me, the softness of your lips, the faint brush of your beard when you lean in.
Itās strange, reallyā¦ youāre not here, and yet my mind fills in the gaps, gives you shape, makes you feel almost real. And with the sound of this self-hypnotic music, you almost become tangible, as if I could really feel your touchesā¦
And it brings me such quiet comfort, how real you seemā¦ Goshā¦ I love that feelingā¦ At moments like this, it honestly feels like youāre right here with me, like I can actually sense you.
My body is tremblingā¦
Sometimes I just want to cry out: save me from this loneliness, help me, hold meā¦
And somehow youāre saving me, not the real person, but my imagined belovedš„ā¦ Iām so weak without youā¦ Youāre my best man ever