A Penny For My Thoughts

A Penny For My Thoughts

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By: Willow Hunter in the end, we are but fractions upon fractions of many stories told throughout time. are we wasteful? petty? or simply just as we are? do you feel infinite? or do you feel like anything you do isn't for you? who are we if not ourselves, within our own beings?
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How did we get to this? Or rather, when? After you, I realized that time, circumstances, or simply us, because we are not perfect beings, but we try to be the best version of ourselves day by day, can be destined to be together and last as long as we are willing. Nostalgia flooded my body when I passed by our quiet, lonely, and green park, the one that welcomed us when we were together, just you and me. I saw that old, worn-out bench sitting empty; it was impossible not to remember the afternoons we spent there, laughing, dreaming, enjoying each other's company. From the moment I saw you that coincidental day, I knew that love had finally arrived in my life, and I will continue to stand by your side as your wife until my body can no longer go on.

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