2.3.10

Silence

Sometimes silence is worse than words.
Often it's the thoughts which fill the gaps in between our speech which poison our minds, leave us to imagine, to create, to wonder.

I often wonder what you would be like if you were still here today. How my life would be different; how I would be different, better.

Harriet said she prayed for you today.

You loved me even when I acted like I didnt love you.
I'm so sorry; I miss you.

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