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in my freshman year of college i began dating a girl who was a very good friend of mine. she was everything to me. despite treating her poorly, i really valued being with her and she was my home. last friday night i came home late feeling like death. i then remembered with an incredible surge of dread that she was leaving for india the next morning. i lay in bed and called her. her voice made me think of all those nights during the summer after freshman year i would wait in bed late at night for her to call from los angeles. this habit led to at least one sleep-deprived financial statement analysis mistake at my PE internship, but it made me feel so happy and loved. it still does.

she's gone now.