For you (again)

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"When you are alone — at sea, in the polar dark — an absence can keep you alive. The one you love maintains your mind. But when she's merely across the city, this is an absence that eats you to the bone."

I think of that excerpt from Anne Michaels' Fugitive Pieces when I miss you, and I miss you more now that you're back than I did when you were away. I think of that excerpt an awful lot. —From me (again)

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