The sharp pain in your chest when you close to hear your mother's voice in your head and it takes a couple of seconds before you can hear it.
It might just have been seconds. But it was seconds. And I'm scared that it will turn into more seconds until I can't hear you anymore.
I want to make more memories with you. We weren't done. And that is so unfair.
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