How many hearts could be mended by unspoken words?
I may be stable and in recovery but I once stood where you did my friend. It does get better with time. Keep going. Hold your head high. Stay strong. Much love as always.
I often wonder if I was born during the wrong time period. For I am lost in classical music, Jane Austen’s words and writing poetry in calligraphy.
I promise you one thing. Even after I am long gone and buried, these words I have spoken, will ring out of my grave. They shall remain for eternity.
A response is not always needed when someone from the past reaches out.
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Let’s set the record straight. Don’t flatter yourself. I’m doing much better without you.
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