HappyScrappy
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I miss the long walks in the park, hand in hand, that he and I would take.
We would talk of love, life, and things that came to mind.
I miss the way his hand felt against my bosom, and the soft touch of his kisses.
I miss the way he always had cab fare and a kind word for drunks wandering by.
There is so much I miss about him, I only wish he were here so that I could tell him.
Such is the way with regrets - you come to realize what you should have been saying before instead of just thinking.
DOT, I love you more than life itself - wherever you are, I hope they have cheeseburgers there.
We would talk of love, life, and things that came to mind.
I miss the way his hand felt against my bosom, and the soft touch of his kisses.
I miss the way he always had cab fare and a kind word for drunks wandering by.
There is so much I miss about him, I only wish he were here so that I could tell him.
Such is the way with regrets - you come to realize what you should have been saying before instead of just thinking.
DOT, I love you more than life itself - wherever you are, I hope they have cheeseburgers there.

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