Why do some souls arrive just long enough to show us what we’ve been missing? Why do some answers come wrapped in silence, leaving us questioning our own hearts? These were the thoughts I whispered to heaven, thinking you were the answer I was seeking little did I know you were an answer, perhaps in a different way. The wish remains a wish, yet I am still thankful whenever I hear your name.
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