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.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
The Parcel
I am touching my screen as I write this. I am thinking of you as I write this. I am picturing you smiling and laughing as I write this. I am wishing you peace as I write this. I send you love.
I am touching my screen as I write this. I am thinking of you as I write this. I am picturing you smiling and laughing as I write this. I am wishing you peace as I write this. I send you love.
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