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Someday, if we meet again, intimately. 

I hope you would know that my love had never wavered. 

I was broken, crawled through the mud, left in the dark alone; but my love for you didn't change.

Some may not understand it.

I don't understand it myself sometimes. 

I can still feel when something is wrong, even though, you're miles away.

Butterflies and smiles still embrace me when we share our thoughts and emotions. 

I hope that it does the same to you. 

We're still each other's confidants. 

Although I don't want to create false hope for myself, I hope that this is an ultimate test or journey that we had to take separately. 

Our trials and tribulations. 

Someday...I hope that we meet again intimately in this lifetime as well as all lifetimes.

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