Things were hard between us for some time.
I know I have been with you for many years but still I am unable to understand you clearly.
Although life is hard and at times it will catch you off guard, you can overcome what you don’t want to become.
You know me, I always boast that I can understand anyone easily but you, you always surprise me.
Whenever I start to believe that I am finally understanding you, you always give me something around each corner.
I am afraid of failure but I can change my behavior so I will not fail before I say farewell.
Sometimes betrayal or heartbreak or even pain that is enough to break me, but I never hated you.
Because you also give me joy, friends, lessons, and happiness. You always give me a reason to live.
I will be a success and try to impress. As I take off my veil you will start reading my tale.
No matter what happens, I never lose my faith in you, that everything happens for a reason and everything is going to be alright.
It may not be good at times but just read between the lines. This tale you read now is how I will succeed; I will soar across skies and you will watch with your eyes.
So my dear life, all I want to tell you is that I love you and will never give up on you.
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Adaline Archer
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