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  You made love to me, once. 

  I think you already knew you were gone.

  We talked about our future. You talked about the most beautiful ring for the most beautiful girl, and I talked about the most beautiful family for the most beautiful love.

  We didn't know any better, especially me. 
  What if you had died instead of left me?
  Would I still feel this way?

  The old man looked at me today. I don't know if it was a sign of bad luck or good things to come.
  You know how superstitious I am. 

  I hope that someday I will find the answers to my questions.

  I hope someday I can forgive you for your leaving. Maybe that will be the day I finally respond to the messages you send me every morning and every night. Maybe that will be the day you'll forgive me for whatever I did that drove you away. 

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