"To the one I once loved,
In the quiet moments of the night, when the echoes of our laughter fade and the silence settles in, I often find myself reminiscing about the beautiful moments we shared together. Your presence in my life was a gift, one that I will forever cherish. Though our paths have diverged and time has woven new stories for us, the essence of what we had remains etched in my heart.
As I navigate the winding roads of life, I am reminded of the love we nurtured and the growth it inspired within me. You taught me the power of vulnerability and the beauty of unconditional affection. Even as we stand on separate shores now, I carry the lessons you imparted with me, guiding me through life's twists and turns.
Though the stars may have dimmed on our shared horizon, I want you to know that my well-wishes for you burn as brightly as ever. May you find solace in the warmth of new beginnings and courage in the face of challenges. Your happiness will always hold a special place in my heart, a beacon of light illuminating the memories we once crafted together.
So, as I bid farewell to what once was, I do so with gratitude and a silent prayer for your continued happiness. May life's journey lead you to new adventures and endless joy, knowing that you are cherished, now and always.
With love and nostalgia,
DUDE
About the Creator
Two Wrinkles In Time
It is pointless to run, my darling, because sixty seconds ago, I will kill you. My blade will have sliced reality open right in front of you. It will have first pierced it as it would a bed sheet left hanging to dry, flapping in the wind on a Sunday afternoon. But the metal will have drawn a line in the air that the ghostly tear will have followed. Then I, La Dyablès, machete firmly in hand, will have emerged from what your mind, at the time, could only interpret as the other side of here—whatever that means to you. I know. I have seen that look on the faces of countless unlucky… clients. You will not have been the first nor the last to try and reneg on a riches for soul contract only to present this visage to me when I come to collect.
By Lily Séjor6 days ago in Fiction
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