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My dear friend,

I cannot write to you anymore, so I’ll write here instead. I still wish you sweetness and happiness in your busy life, like always.

We met what feels like a lifetime ago, not much more than teenagers. The distance and the miscommunication meant we were never quite a couple, just two people who loved each other too much for the lives we were living.

When I see the we met, my heart still drops. The year we met, and the year I first let something beautiful slip through my hands.

For a long time, I told myself we should never have met so young. That maybe, if life had waited a little, we could have been something more. But I think now… we met when we were meant to. We just didn’t know how rare what we had was, or how to hold onto it.

I wish the last time we had could have been forever, but as always, something pulled us apart again.

You told me to move on, as you have. I hear you. I hold onto the way you told me to be strong, to be independent, to turn my mistakes into something better. I think of you when I try to do better in life

Some part of me will always care for you. But I understand now that not everything we love is meant to stay.

Thank you, for everything we were, even if it never quite became what we once imagined.

Goodbye,

Does anyone know about the talk of Dunedin City Council joining with the Waitaki District Council? Would that be one major for all of coastal Otago (Dunedin up to I guess Oamaru and or Omarama)? It’s an interesting idea and covers a big land area.

This is my letter never sent to a friend I always loved. We all seem to have that one friend that feels like a twin flame, even if we may not believe and it’s hard to explain. I wish they could read my letter, but they never will as they moved on with their lives.

To my dear friend xxxxxxxx,

I cannot write to you anymore, so I’ll write here instead. I still wish you sweetness and happiness in your busy life, like always.

We met what feels like a lifetime ago, not much more than teenagers. The distance and the miscommunication meant we were never quite a couple, just two people who loved each other too much for the lives we were living.

When I see the year we met, my heart still drops. The year I first let something beautiful slip through my hands.

For a long time, I told myself we should never have met so young. That maybe, if life had waited a little, we could have been something more. But I think now, I don’t know. We just didn’t know how rare what we had was, or how to hold onto it.

I wish the last time we had could have been forever, but as always, something pulled us apart again.

You told me to move on, as you have. I hear you. I’m trying. I hold onto the way you told me to be strong, to be independent, to turn my mistakes into something better. I think of you when I try to do better in life, and in myself.

Some part of me will always carry you, quietly. But I understand now that not everything we love is meant to stay.

Thank you, for everything we were, even if it never quite became what we once imagined.

Goodbye,
Xxxxxxxx.

This is my letter never sent to a friend I always loved. We all seem to have that one friend that feels like a twin flame, even if we may not believe and it’s hard to explain. I wish they could read my letter, but they never will as they moved on with their lives.

To my dear friend xxxxxxxx,

I cannot write to you anymore, so I’ll write here instead. I still wish you sweetness and happiness in your busy life, like always.

We met what feels like a lifetime ago, not much more than teenagers. The distance and the miscommunication meant we were never quite a couple, just two people who loved each other too much for the lives we were living.

When I see the year we met, my heart still drops. The year I first let something beautiful slip through my hands.

For a long time, I told myself we should never have met so young. That maybe, if life had waited a little, we could have been something more. But I think now, I don’t know. We just didn’t know how rare what we had was, or how to hold onto it.

I wish the last time we had could have been forever, but as always, something pulled us apart again.

You told me to move on, as you have. I hear you. I’m trying. I hold onto the way you told me to be strong, to be independent, to turn my mistakes into something better. I think of you when I try to do better in life, and in myself.

Some part of me will always carry you, quietly. But I understand now that not everything we love is meant to stay.

Thank you, for everything we were, even if it never quite became what we once imagined.

Goodbye,
Xxxxxxxx.