I followed in your footsteps today. The ones you walked so many times to get to me. I felt you again in my heart, as though you never left. As though, I never asked you to leave.
And maybe I could have tried harder. Maybe I could have been softer. Maybe I wasn't ready. Maybe we were never right for each other at all.
But I did love you. I meant that when I said it.
I cheered for the pure part of your soul, your child's heart. And I grieved for the crushing darkness that overtook you.
As though I could have been the thing that saved you. As though you would have let me.
Sincerely,
Me
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