{"id":463,"date":"2015-12-01T04:35:04","date_gmt":"2015-12-01T04:35:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/you\/"},"modified":"2015-12-01T04:35:04","modified_gmt":"2015-12-01T04:35:04","slug":"you","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/you\/","title":{"rendered":"You"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I stare at this empty page wondering what to write down just how I used to stare you wondering who you were. A smiling face was all I saw, but I wanted to know the real you and not just someone with a friendly face they put on. Could you tell me what you were like? I would listen. What made you the happiest and what made you hurt? I would listen. Can you share what you was going through your mind as you took each footstep on the gentle grass that curved to your feet? I would listen. What did you enjoy doing or not doing? I  would listen.  Could you tell me if you truly feel happy or were you just trying to cover it up with a smile and shiny eyes? I would listen. Did you love being here with us or did you secretly want to leave? I would listen. But most of all, did you love yourself like I loved you? If you told me, I would listen. Now, that you&#8217;re gone and you can shine that smile from wherever you are, from up above or down below, in meadows, mountains, islands and all, make a sound; so I can listen.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I stare at this empty page wondering what to write down just how I used to stare you wondering who you were. A smiling face was all I saw, but I wanted to know the real you and not just someone with a friendly face they put on. Could you tell me what you were [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-463","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/463","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=463"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/463\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=463"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=463"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=463"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}