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Said goodbye to Cambodia once again. I don't like these days and I miss you already.
I miss joking around with you, bike racing with you, speaking khmer with you, kissing you,
walking with my arm tightly holding yours. Miss how you hold me, how you look at me, how
you laugh at me when I mess up.  I wish I could fall asleep tonight with my head resting on
your chest, your arm reaching around my waist, feel your heartbeat, inhale the scent of your
body. I miss us. Leaving you today felt like leaving a part of myself. Can't wait to hold you again.
This is real. 

 

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