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You are so far away, yet so close. And that is what hurts the most. I can almost feel you now, whispering "I love you" as you drift off to sleep. I can almost feel you rub my back as I cry into the pillow, aching in pain. I can almost kiss you goodnight. Almost. But you are not here and at this moment, almost is not enough. There is a hole inside me that cannot be filled with anything except your love. I can try to fill the void with social obligations, studying, writing, music...but it is a band-aid. The wound is still present, growing deeper and deeper with each day that we are separated. For I do not know why the universe does not want us together. It seems cruel, really. To give someone a glimpse of heaven-of hope- only to rip it away in an instant. I try to grab onto it but it is gone before I get the chance. It is useless. I am helpless, as usual. I must endure this pain, wasting away from you day after day…night after night.