Tuesday, February 27, 2024
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There’s not a day that goes by I don’t think and miss you. I will always love you to the moon and back. I miss hearing your voice or waking up and seeing you in the living room. Even when we would pick our teams when hockey would be on you would always let me pick your team the Habs. I still to this day go outside at night and look at the stars like we would do.
