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I will miss you.
I've told you a couple of times.
I knew it would end.
Doesn't it always?
I will miss you.

I'd like to tell you how grateful I am,
how much our short-lived friendship has meant to me,
but I'll settle for keeping quiet.
And in silence I'll watch the days fade away,
because I will miss you.

I won't forget how you made me feel,
how my heart swelled with pride when you chose me over them.
How my throat constricted and eyes burned when you praised me.
Multiple times, you've praised me.
I will miss that.

Two short months spent well with you.
I wish there would be more.
It was a good run.
I won't see you much longer, after this.
And that's okay.
Because you're you, and I'm me, and we both know that things draw to an end.
Just don't forget about me.
For I won't forget about you.
I will miss you, Raph.