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    by  • March 6, 2017 • * Safe for Work *, Those Gone Before Us • 0 Comments

    I wish that I could speak to you. I wish that you would come back to me and make everything make sense again. I had everything I had ever wanted. I was beyond happy. I was whole. We found our way back to each other over a decade later, in such a remote town, on a trip that I wouldn’t normally make. For years, every birthday candle, every shooting star – hell, even the first wishbone I had ever seen – they were all wishes that you and I would be together. The timing of so many little things that could have brought us together was off by just mere moments. After life moved forward, we lost touch and I gave up on the idea of us. Then, despite all the odds, despite how much distance and time came between us, our paths converged once again, and all my wishes fucking came true. You were the answer to everything and we finally had a chance at a fairy tale ending. But I fucked up. And now you are gone, not knowing how much you mean to me and how much I still love you.

    I could have saved you. I should have spoken up, I should have reached out, I should have not let my pride get in the way and I should never have given up on us. I’m sorry I did not see the signs, I’m sorry I hurt you and I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you when you were going through the pain that you did.

    I can only wish now, wherever you are, that you are free of all the sorrow you silently held in. I wish you eternal happiness, and I hope you know how much we will always love you. Most of all, I hope we find each other again.

    – Love you more than I thought I could,
    Em

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