"Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead."
I write about every other break or healed piece of my heart, but not this piece. Maybe, it was out of fear or hope...or a little of both.
I know you'll read this, eventually. I don't have much left to say, except this...This is me letting you go, the only way I know how. I pray every day that I'm not bitter and that you will find what you want and need in the world.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
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