I wish there were words for how much my heart hurts.
I wish I had told you more how much I loved you.
I thought this pain would start going away, but I miss you more today than I thought possible, our
Wednesdays, your fearlessness when you were so scared, white wines, your amazing stories, you gave me the visions of the art I love in Italy and New York, the marathon phone calls and having your arms around me.
I just had no idea, how much I was going to miss you.
"You'll be in my Heart" Phil Collins
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