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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.
I do remember. Every opportunity I had to talk to her, but I would rather not. I was more interested in myself.
Now she is gone.
If she were here, I would tal to her.
But she i not here.
She can never be here.
And I have to live with the guilt.
I didn't have much apportunity to talk in private, therefore not much being said then, but I leave with no regrets cause I did make my own apportunity to say whats needed. Though not much reply but at least I have tried.
I'm sorry. I miss you.
This is so poignant in light of your recent tragedy. Thank you for helping me understand how precious life is.
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