God, your smile.
Never knew what I could do to elicit one from you. Usually if I stared long enough, you'd notice and smile. While shopping, I'd watch you walking up and down aisles of clothes with a half smile on your face, doing that head movement you do when your neck bothered you. Both were so predictable I was comforted in their certainty.
You are fading from me, more so than before. I am both comforted and saddened. Pretty soon I will be so indifferent to you that we can be friendly, and those ten and a half years just a season in our lives.
I will miss you.
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