It had been 18 months. 18 long and lonely months since he left me alone, wanting him, but having no one to talk or turn to. Have you ever missed someone so much you actually started to imagine they were there with you just so that the puso wrenching pain ebbed for a little while?
But even in the worst situations light comes at the end of the tunnel eventually. Mine in the form of a new job and house a little way away from all the pain and bad memories that were left there in Forks. Now here I was in my small 1 bedroomed house in Tacoma, taking pictures of the Washington scenery for travel brochures....
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