“Sometimes I sit on the lounge and turn the TV off, let the silence fill my ears. He’s gone. He…”

“Sometimes I sit on the lounge and turn the TV off, let the silence fill my ears. He’s gone. He will always be gone. The screen feels like a black hole, one I can never see the center of, sucking me in – until I am nothing too.”
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