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Missing.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • Apr 1, 2021
  • 1 min read

I have missed you.


I have missed me so much.


I have missed the fun loving spontaneous girl I used to know.


The one who longed to learn.


Who yearned to live.


To laugh.


To love.


To take chances.


To make hard choices.


To have regrets.


To be scared.


To get lost.


To think outside the box.


Go on adventures.


To be respected.


To be admired.


To need for true unadulterated affection and empathy.


To realize I deserve it.


To stay in the moment.


To internalize it.


To realize life is what happens while you are making other plans.


To walk away.


To run, to walk, to swim, to float.


To tread.


To become baptized.


Into a new different beginning.


Fresh starts.


We can all have them.


Cheers!


Xoxo,

C.

 
 
 

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