One winter night, I was out sitting on a rock, looking at the stars and thoughts of you filled my heart. The chilly wind caressed my bare skin and all I could do was hugged myself. A tear fell because I missed you. I couldn’t wait to see you, squeeze your cheeks. Now, spring has come. Hope peeked. It whispered, “Just hold on. It won’t be long.”
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