It's so hard to get to, but I was always curious of how it looked and how it was there. Once I arrived, I was mesmerized and amazed at how incredible it was. Such a beautiful place.
They were wonderful, and they changed my life more than they could ever know. I sincerely hope that I did the same to them, all for the better.
When I think back to those days, I think of a certain naivete that we both had, one in which we weren't aware of each other's faults. When we did shed that naivete, we realized we were both a lot more broken than we thought.
There were many rocks along the road. And at the end of it, I'm sure, I don't think we could've taken it anymore, and at the surface one would think that all we did was walk each other along that path. But we saved each other from falling off, I'd suppose.
All I wanted was for them to find themselves a way out of this path, a way that would bring them peace, joy, and happiness, even if I had to stay. Many times I offered to carry them, many times they offered to carry me. We never took the offer, but if we ever needed to be saved from falling off into the wilderness, we were always there for each other.
They were lovely, had a wonderful soul. But their heart was so broken, so torn... I made it my duty to heal it as much as I could, and I don't think they wanted that of me. Looking back at it, I guess it was a good thing, considering I was willing to sacrifice my livelihood for them, I dunno..
Notwithstanding the troubles, however, they were a great and awesome treasure. Every day was a brand new adventure with them, and I don't regret it.
We were quite inseparable. And yet it was so easy to break us apart in the end. But in spite of everything, I truly believe and wish the best for them, and I hope that in the future we could be better friends. Without them I wouldn't be the person who I was today, they've been that fundamental to me.
Like a panda bear they were.
Santa Cruz is a little ocean town, hard to get to because it's so forested from the rest of California, but once you get there it's absolutely astounding and great.
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