That Point

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You know that point when you need her?

That point where you are sitting there alone in the quiet and all you can think of is her and what she does to you? ┬áThe thoughts of how you simply want to be near her regardless of what she is doing and where she is and why she is doing it…the thoughts of how she drives you to do the unthinkable all in the hopes of making her smile or laugh…the memories of the last time you were with her seeming soooooo long ago and knowing the next time can not be soon enough?

That point where you cannot imagine a future without her smile greeting you in the morning and kissing her to say good night…where you know that you can tell her every last detail of your day without hesitation and, although you won’t for fear of boring her, the knowledge can makes you smile…

That time when you blame her for the sunshine…for other people’s laughter even though she is not near…for any stray happy thought that goes through your mind.

Do you know that point?

No…neither did I.

Well, not until now.

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