Oftentimes when you go through life it becomes messy. You have terrible breakups, you lose loved ones too soon, or someone fades away in the background without you noticing. In the quieter moments I find myself reflecting on those who I wonder after, those who I lost, or those who invade my dreams. These are autobiographical letters for those I miss, resent, love, hate, or a mixture of emotions that have no name, the ghosts I wrestle with. This is how I choose to cope.
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Up until this very moment, no one has been able to fill the empty space you left behind in my heart. The void you created remains untouched, a constant reminder of the love and connection that once was.