"Today,
I write from this corner of the world where I get lost, home to only a part of you. I know you will not read these lines and perhaps that is the best, maybe that's why I write and I have ever written. A few days ago let me know you're not willing to share any feelings you have toward you and I can not do anything but let you go, in the foolish hope that one of these days you're He who comes after me. The day dawned rainy and I just know that I can not keep clinging to utopia. Perhaps it was time to go looking mouths pilgrims to replace a dream that is not met, the stop waiting for you. No I have to say that I hope you're happy and all that fake story you into thinking that you're better off without me. Today I have no desire to lie to a friend you do not care. Finally, farewell, love.
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