it's always hard when he leaves, that first day. I buried my face in a pillow and smelled him, the way his neck smells in the morning when I wake him up by coming downstairs and getting under the covers with him, burying my face in his back and his neck. that's what the blue pillow smells like, and that's why I have such a hard time, that first day.
today is better. I'm being incredibly productive, and that's definately a help.
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I know that feeling. I always end up smelling the pillow too. It's like feeling I got kicked in the stomach.
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