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As I lay here in my bed, I feel nothing. All my fears, frustrations, anger, pain have been sucked from me like smoke out an opened window. I blink and realize I have not blinked in a very long time. My nose burns as I try to hold back. The first silent tear makes a slow path down my face. He's gone. A voice deep within me whispers. I could never have wished this on anyone. The tears have formed small rivers down my cheeks. How can I survive this. He's gone. It comes again. I could never have thought there could be such emptiness. The rivers are now flowing. I feel so helpless. He's gone. I could never have imagined this. I can not live without my partner. My partner. He makes me whole. How can I go on breathing, talking, crying, sleeping, living without him. I sigh involuntarily and my mind and body collapse in exhaustion and I tumble into sleep.