The feelings come back.
The worry, anxiety.
I can only do what I've been doing for the past year.. and that's just sitting here, and praying that she'll be okay.
Hoping nothing happens.. stuff like that.
I'll be okay, after I've slept, I think.. I hope.
God do I wish my life was simpler..
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