My name is Cindy but my friends call me CeeCee.I am here because my finacee is in prison sitting out a 5 year sentence.Hes been away from me for 14 months now.He comes up for parole this next month but rather he will make it is anyones guess.Its so hard that some days I can hardly get out of bed..I miss him so very much.Im looking forward to seeing him next month for the first time.I just now moved to where its close enough for me to go and see him..Im so excited but also scared..After seeing him, I will have to leave without him and that is gonna be the worst feeling ever..I have my good days but have more bad days it seems.My friends and family try to be here for me but they dont truly understand what Im going through.I mean, how can they??They have never been here before......"When you're gone the pieces of my heart are missing you..."
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