From Our Readers: To the One Who Left Before I Could Leave First

Its been over a year since I last heard your voice. More than a year since I saw you smile that smile for me. More than a year since the last time I heard you say my name in that voice that made me sigh blissfully.

I wouldn't remember you the way I used to do. I can say that after more than a year and a half, I can finally close my eyes without your ghost smiling at me in my mind. I can smile without it faltering just because I remember you saying how much you enjoy seeing me wearing my cheeky grin. And I can finally pull my hair up in a ponytail without remembering how you said I look better with my hair pulled up.

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