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Every day from now on will be a constant battle—to wake up and convince myself that I’m okay without you, ignore the empty void in my chest, and continue with my life praying that one day I won’t notice like I do tonight. Or how I’ll notice tomorrow morning. Or two weeks from today. And I hope that in the future we can smile again, together, without all these emotions in the way.