It has been 16 weeks since you have been diagnosed with brain metastasis. I miss you. It can't be true. I will never speak to you again, see you again, touch you, shop with you, drink with you, blablabla. I don't know who I am without you. There's such a big whole right in the middle of me.
We are in Austria. Skiing. See below. I miss you and I love you, please come back.
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