I still stare at the sky at least once a day. Hoping that one day, I’ll see you again.
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I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words.
Remember those days that we used to talk about the stars? About how beautiful the sky is. Each time whenever we were apart, I knew that we were connected each time we looked at it together.
I always used to tell you," count the number of stars, that's how much i love you. "
Reading this one hurts.
This one makes me sad. :(
If it's meant to be, when they're done doing what they need to do, they will find each other again and it will be.
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