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He used to say that anything but living in the moment was a waste of time. You'll never know when it is over, He said, in this crazy world there is only one thing that is for certain, and that's that nothing is for certain. Therefore you have to live life to the max while you can. You might be dead tomorrow.

He was right, of course. But it is hard to live in the moment when the moment is so much worse than what used to be. I used to be with Him, and I want to be with Him again. I don't really care what happens in between. I have to care, though. What am I supposed to tell Him when he comes for me and asks what I did while He was away? I can't say I did nothing, I put my life on hold because He was gone. How will that make me look? I don't want Him to think that I am this pathetic little girl who is lost without Him. That is not true, either. At least, it used to be not true, I am not so sure anymore now. It took the life right out of me when He left, and I am struggling to get it back.