vic will be in my arms. we may not be in private, but she’ll be in my arms and it’s the little things that count. i miss her. i miss sharing the simple stuff. curling up together, watching tv. tonight i would love to watching fireworks over vic’s shoulder.

sigh. just sitting here and watching the seconds tick away.

i should go out or something. maybe later.

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