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Take Care
I sent her off to go like a letter to the post office. I don't think many will ever understand the finality of it all. She was a constant and now she is a ghost. Her features and importance in my heart are starting to fade. I remember once upon a time it was best friends I wouldn't dare trade. Maybe in the mists of me shuffling the deck she fell out. I never thought that I'd let go because to me she was non negotiable. We were a packaged deal. A pair of cards that could not be matched or replaced. Now I'm sitting here wondering how its so easy to let her slip away. I mean don't get me wrong " I love her" deeply and that kind of love takes strength to maintain. I stopped going to the gym and she stopped being a heavy weight. Even as I write this it's so hard to read. She is the one that helped me blossom. She was the bee to my flower. The oxygen that blew from my sanity trees. You see because she kept me sane. She was my ride or die and the only girls shoulder I was never to proud to cry on. I considered her blood, thicker than many in my family in fact. Which is why its sad that I'm saying take care and realizing that maybe our paths in this life are done crossing. But I thought we'd take over this world together and remain friends even in wheel chairs. I thought she'd always be there. I guess I was wrong.
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