These workings of God mystify me. Why does he do what has happened? You can have the entire world in the palm of your hand, yet you never realize an important part of that picture is missing. Till you are faced with it. Till you smile in contentment. Till you laugh at every sarcastic remark. Till your heart beats at every small confession. You feel like that person a million miles away, is more closer to you than your own heart. Is this a mirage? Is this supposed to be a test for desperation. To wave that one thing that you need most right in front of your eyes, separated by a thin glass wall. No matter how close it is, you just can't have it. It's cruel. This need starts at you, and stops at you. How do I live each day without you to love, is beyond my understanding. Yet I love you through every text message, every picture you put up. And every night I sleep complete.
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