april 14th, 2001 / seven twenty four pm

i keep hearing the phrase
*what am i going to do now*
and
*i feel so empty inside*
i completely know what they
(the people saying said phrases)
mean

it feels as if a part of me has died.
i haven't cried this hard in years.
why did you have to go?
why did you have to take my heart with you?

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