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Eating? God, no.
I feel sick.
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I still think you will call me. You won't, I know... but I don't want to believe that, it's just too painful.
I used to dream I would have your baby. I did. You were beside me, touching my big belly. In love. Really in love.
You know what? I will have that. Not with you. But someone else will be there for me.
I need you. I miss you. Your touch your smell.
Even your kiss.
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