( Curtis pov)
I lay in bed balling my eyes out as I stare at the pitcher of Marshall and I that sits on the night stand.
I hug Marshall pillow it still smell like him.
God it hurt with out him.
I wish he was still here with me.
I wish I was holding him instead of this pillow.
Why did he have to leave me?
Every day drags on forever.
Every day I miss him more and more.
I woke up this morning and debated if ending it all would be better.
Maybe I code see him again if I did that.
But I promise I'd live for us both.
But haw am I suppose to do that when it fills lick I'm dyeing every second whiteout him.
God I just want him back.
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