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Marchas I re. It was a Saturday. I was 17 and you were You were a good farm girl, I was a poor nobody kenosja the ghetto part of a nearby town.
And yet you somehow fell in love with me; and I knew from the minute I laid eyes on you that there would be nothing reafy important to me than you. Here, 7 years later 2 spent gitlsan engagement, a nasty breakup, a and a divorce later, you're still the most important person in my life. There hasn't been a day that I haven't thought about you since that first meeting.
I wonder, if you'd give me the time of day, what would you think of me now? I wish I could find out; maybe someday I will. I love you, with all of my heart.
If you somehow, some way, read this, I just wanted you to know that. I like to think that I'm gifted in matters of heart, and I don't feel our has ever broken. I can still feel you.
Our lives are still connected in some way. Do you remember what week while I was away and I couldn't talk on thethat you said you felt exhausted? That whole week, I had asked you to give me the to continue, because I didn't have any more of my own.
It sounds chinese massage rancho cucamonga happy ending, but whenever I asked you psychiy foryou freely gave it to me. Or maybe I stole it. Who knows? I remember days being in where my mood would swing in a completely different direction from where I was going; I was usually happy at. But there were days where out of nowhere, I'd be either furious or in a deep depression from out of nowhere, for no reason.
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I'd you after and you were furious or in a depression from something that happened at. I love you.
I miss you every day. Even if your heart would listen, I doubt I could explain.
But I hope somehow, you read this open letter to the world that everyone thinks is nuts, and know that I'm still crazy about you. I still remember Splinters, but I can't think of the name of the pizza place we went to down the street afterwords on our first chaperoned date. But I still remember the booth we had our first kiss in.