"I missed her so much I wanted to die: a hard, physical longing, like a craving for air underwater. Lying awake, I tried to recall all my best memories...
Yet my longing for her was like a bad cold that had hung on for years despite my conviction that I was sure to get over it at any moment.
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
Yet my longing for her was like a bad cold that had hung on for years despite my conviction that I w...
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