Christopher...
My mind was filled with thoughts about him; his voice, his face, his touch. The memory of him clung to me like a disease. It had barely been one day since we'd last seen each other, and I was already on the brink of breaking down. I hated finding out what might happen to me if I did truly lose him one day.
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