Gone

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Oakley pov

"I love you" I heard her say as we are laying in bed together I brush her hair out of her face and she laughs
"I love you to" I say back she grabs my hands
"Oakley You need to let me go okay, I'm not here anymore " she said I looked at her confused I can feel her leaving, disappearing from my touch
"Please don't go" I say trying to grab onto her but before I could I wake up and see the empty spot she once laid

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