I caressed the empty space in our bed, still warm where once you were and supposed that you were gone forever. Soon my pillow was soaked with tears, my body exhausted by wrenching sobs, and then I heard the toilet flush.
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Big Stories in Two Little Sentences
I caressed the empty space in our bed, still warm where once you were and supposed that you were gone forever. Soon my pillow was soaked with tears, my body exhausted by wrenching sobs, and then I heard the toilet flush.
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