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Every single day it hits me, just what I've lost. I see the contrasts everywhere, and I can't help but think that I'm never going to find that again. He was more real to me than anyone could begin to comprehend. There's a hole in me now that I'm not sure will ever completely heal. Life goes on, it has to and I'm not wallowing, but there's always an underlying ache. Amidst the laughter, the fun, lies the realization that a part of me is gone. And I'm never going to get it back.