there has been a bleakness to my life for many years. all these years i’ve spent trying to sort myself out so that i could be something more… have they been wasted? there is a purpose to life, it wakes me, beats me around and then kisses me goodnight. there is progress and given a little time there will be a hope that is more than a whisper, more
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I find myself always hungry to know more about you.. your loves and your losses both. I suppose it helps me feel that we're still connected somehow.
I miss waking you up.
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