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Letter to self

Avoid reading really old emails that have never been deleted. It serves no good purpose but to make you think and then next thing you know...tears are running down your cheeks. You cannot take back what you know was right for you. Letting him go was in your best interest. I know you miss him. I know you will always love him but it's done. The friendship is over. Cherish what you had for 26 years. He will always be a part of your life. Just not your future life. He loved you as much as you loved him. No one could or will touch what the two of you had. A deep and unconditional friendship. Don't you realize that is very rare? It's not something men and women are usually capable of. The two of you had that love for so long. You shared something that very few will ever be able to touch or even understand. Appreciate it. Cherish it. Bring it out sometimes and remember how he made you feel those nights when you had a little too much to drink and he had to babysit you or when you were all out with friends and he would protect you from freaky stalker guys. You can still love him. Love the man he was for you for so very long. Love that fact that no matter what happened in your life he was there to support you and listen to you cry. Don't let the fact that he is no longer a part of your life bring you down. Life changes. People change and people move in different directions. His road and your road took different routes. It's okay. These things happen. It doesn't mean that saying goodbye is easy. Of course it isn't. It hurts like hell. It will always sting. He will hold a piece of your heart forever but remember something. You also hold a piece of his. You will forever be in his heart and soul. What you two shared is not something that will ever be forgotten. Hold onto that. Read his letters sometimes. Smile at the way he made you giggle when you didn't want to. He still loves you. He will until his last breath. Of this I am sure. You affected his existence as much as he affected yours. He will never forget you. Hold his memory close and he will never truly be gone. He will forever be Pooh as you will forever be Piglet and no one will ever take that way. It is yours. No matter where he is and the names Pooh and Piglet are mentioned...he will always think of you.

Love,
Your conscience
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I love you Pooh and you have a piece of my heart and soul that no one will ever touch. Be blessed my love. You were my one true love and friend. You will never be forgotten.

Love,
Your Piglet


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