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I, Message (Beautiful As Ever) - @PaulTheEsquire

My hands are sweating,

Marking the screen as I type.

This could be the beginning of a new chapter,

Or the end of the story.

My heart skips a beat as I press send,

And hope for the best.

"You're still as beautiful as ever."

A short message in the hue of blue, filled to the brim with long lasting impressions of a description of your essence that I miss dearly.

Sincerely. You.

And I've clearly not been the same from lacking your presence.

Not just by my side, but at times from my mind.

I was at my best when I could envision your face and something clever would take shape in the form of words, sentences and paragraphs.

I mean, I'm always bright but my face would light up at the sight of your name emblazoned across the screen of my phone.

Three dots becoming the prefix to our communications.

Conversations filled with the events of our day, our future, our past and some laughs.

All that's left is the loud noise of silence and the imprint left from you, a void.

One that can't ever be filled by another.

And I miss that.

Not our affection.

But our connection.

My heart has skipped many beats just from thinking about you again.

The story has ended.

Chapter finished.

Hopefully a new beginning.

Marking the screen as I type.

Hands still sweating.

This was supposed to be a short message....

"You're still as beautiful as ever."


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