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"If I had a flower for every time I thought of you ... I could walk through my garden forever." ~Alfred Lord Tennyson It's been two years.  Two years since I last heard your voice and your laugh. Two years since I felt your hug reminding me of how safe I was. Two years since I held your hand. Two years since I heard your heart stop beating. That was one of my favorite things to do -- simply lay and listen to your heart beat. I felt so much comfort in those moments. Maybe it was a security thing, a way to remind myself you were there and real. A way to remind myself that you were mine. Your heart may not beat any longer, but mine still beats for you. "Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while." ~William Goldman I still remember that night vividly, while also feeling it was all a muffled dream. I still remember the people who showed up, but I can't recall the things I said. I still remember the doctor talking to me, knowing before he s...

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