ten.

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it doesn't hurt
as much as it did before.
i can wake up without tears.
i can smile without pretending it's fake.
all my friends have
told me it's good that i'm making progress.
i'm eating,
sleeping,
not closing myself in.
behind closed doors it doesn't
exactly feel that way,
my heart still aches when i hear your name.
i don't know when i'll
stop fully missing you.
but what i do know is
i'll continue to sleep with
your sweatshirts until i do.

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