And when the world was right,
our hearts beat together.
The future included us.
Together.
And when the world was right,
I could speak your name without pangs,
and all my plans centered on our togetherness.
And when my well-planned world contained you,
it was a beautiful life.
I never planned for this apartness.
I never planned for the collapsing grief of your absence.
I never imagined, and still cannot,
that this could be my life.
I just miss my right world.
I just miss you.
-Dr. Joanne Cacciatore
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