It’s been years since I first met you. You were radiant, something I never thought I could be. But you saw something in me, something nobody, not even myself, was able to see. You invited me into your wonderful, fun, and exiting life, and I think I found myself in you. Now, you’re not dead, but I still think I need to write this letter to you. You are my best friend in the entire world. I can’t imagine a life without you. But now, I might have to. Sometimes I feel that we are the closest we’ve ever been. I almost feel as if we are the same person, and without my other half, I would be only a shell. But other times, I feel like you are distancing yourself; closing yourself off to me. You’re creating a distance I’m not always sure I can cross. I love you, more than you could ever imagine, and I think I might die if I lose you. But now you are about to make a choice that will distance us much further than anything I think I feel when you have one of your “moods”. But can I be such an awful person as to try to stop you from making a decision that would lead to your happiness simply because of my selfishness? I want to keep you with me forever, but in trying to do that, will I only lose you? I wish I could know what you are thinking. To know that you would never let a little distance get between us. To know that I’m in too many of your memories for you to not have me in your life forever. But I don’t know any of this. And as much as I love you, and as much as I know you love me, I still can’t find the words to talk to you. You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen, and I pray to God that you will be a part of my life, for forever and always.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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