Finding out you are in another state, makes me miss you so much more. It's like my heart knows the distance between us has grown, and that makes it hurt more. I expected us to both be in different states this summer, but at the same time. I drove two hundred miles and thought I would be closer to you, have the chance of seeing you again, and then I find out you are eight hundred miles even further away. Why did you leave?
Please, come home. It's been a week, and already I can't recall the sound of your voice, or the sound of your laugh. It's devastating.
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