I will never forget the feelings that ran through me the first time I saw a picture of her. The grace, the beauty, the raw energy, the dreams in her head were all apparent, and as inviting and intoxicating as raw honey. |
Ahh. The one that got away. I loved her then, and I love her still. What is most frustrating is that she loved me too. I know it is ridiculous to say that fate conspired against us, but I am left with no other explanation. Just her silence and my pain. J., I still love you from the bottom of my heart. There will never be another to take your place. |
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