Haven't Forgotten

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I haven’t forgotten. I am sitting on a chair next to your bed with my fingers tapping on a nonexistent desk, staring at a nonexistent bookshelf.

The night is quiet and your eyes are closed. I’m sitting here, waiting for the sunrise, waiting for you to wake. There is something I need to say.

I clutch the stack of paper in my hands.

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