we live and die like a wave in the ocean but fear not because we are not the wave but the ocean.
 i have lost the dense, multi-layered richness of our moments together. if i try really hard, i can remember their touch, sometimes I am sure even that is my imagination. as time greedily moves forward, what is not lost is the delicate substance of their love which covers me like sweet protection.
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