I finally understand why some people don’t keep photos, brochures, or other memories. The realization hit me as I was browsing through a friend’s blog, when she wrote about what had happened to her these past few weeks– how she believed in the end of something, only to find out that it had to end, period. 617 more words
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Welcome back, T. I missed you. I missed you from the deepest part of my soul.