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To pine for you, is to hurt.
To pine for you, is to feel in astonishing clarity what it means to not have you. To live without you. To know what life is without the sunshine that trickles in when you leave a crack open in the curtains before you go to sleep.
To continue to sleep; never waking up. Going through life in the dark. The sun never rising. The birds never chirping.
The sun’s rays never fall on your face early in the morning. You don’t wake up. I don’t wake up.