"Maybe someday you'll read this letter, but maybe not. I think that for now it shall remain in my journal, only for my eyes to see. I'll probably read it again someday, when I'm old and going through the things from my past, reminders of the memories. I'll remember how you made me feel, how much fun we had, and how you always made me smile. Thanks for that. . . "
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Excerpt of a journal entry
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