Your text hit me like a mild spring breeze after one of the harshest winters in a long time. I didn’t get many words as I know I walk the fine line, but I wished to express how you touched my heart when we used to chat. Maybe it is a fool’s game, but I still consider it worthwhile, which lately means a lot in my book as I learned how to cut ties and excess baggage. I wish right now I could ask you how your health is, and if anything is wrong I would feel it a little, too. And I would want to help you. You have this ora that is special to me. Maybe my mind fabricates the whole thing in my endlessness, but maybe you are my equal in feminine form. Maybe your spirit just jives really well with me. Because I can go for months without texting a word to you and then we have a very brief hello, but to me it is the longest conversation ever. To me it said you were ok as long as I am and as long as I still hold you in my heart. I want you to know I need a girl like you always in my heart and soul- and you have that. I wish I knew how many kids you have now and if you are happy. I wish I knew what your dreams are today because you used to tell them to me and it was very important to me. I even remember things you said. I remember tools you gave me to get on with myself and what I have to fight. I am just not so sure I could find your twin or anyone better and so you see I am stuck. But the funniest thing is I am happy just knowing you’re ok and you think of me at times. My friend- this is how I know love exists. I hope you feel loved, because you are, very much. Goodnight babe.