He was in my dream last night.
I touched his hair and his face and it all felt so real. I thought that he would be there when I woke up, but he wasn't. The only thing that was there was the sudden remembrance that he had been gone thirty days, and, despite his promises, I was still alone.
It was now day thirty without him. I thought that I would not last a day without him being near me, but I had somehow lasted thirty.
How long would it be until he came back?
I ached for him. I missed him. I loved him. When will he come back?
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the flowers; h.s.
Fanfictionthe flowers are a symbol of her presence but his absence.
