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>She will never look at you like this
>She will never simply sit with you and be fine wherever she is because you're there
>Her fingers won't intertwine with yours.
>You won't feel her warmth
>Nor a gentle, caring squeeze that promises you without words that you're the one she's been looking for.
>You won't lie on the couch, completely ignoring the movie that's playing because watching her sleep, curled up against you with your arms around her is for some inexplicable reason ten times more interesting.
>You won't feel your face burning as she fills the room with giggles and laughter, having finally scared the shit out of you by waiting for half an hour behind a door.
>You won't grin smugly while you pick her up and carry her laughing, beggin soul towards the shower, the silent promise of a cold lesson about to be dispensed - though you know you won't really do it because you don't want to make her sick.
>You won't see her eyes light light up and glisten as you get down on one knee.
>You won't see the biggest day of your life so far simply melting away the second she nods at the altar.
>You won't wake up to the pattering of little feet along the hallway belonging to the 2 biggest reasons you're glad you stepped back from that cliff's edge 20 years ago.

Why live?