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You slowly become part of that person. However, one day that person will have to leave you. This is what I'm feeling now. I knew, three and a half years ago, that you would be gone.
It didn't really hit me until the day count turned to single digits, but the thought has been lingering in my mind for the past year.
I just tried to ignore it. I'm so sorry for all the days I didn't come over and all the nights I didn't text you. ["Someone once told me that time is gold, so don't sit and watch it all disappear because these, dreams you hold can never be sold. These dreams are what brought us here."]
I'm so sorry for trying to ignore you. I thought, maybe, just maybe, that it would dull the pain of you walking away for the last time.
But which time is the last time? It hurts every damn time. I see you turn back as I turn back, yet we continue on our way. Is that how we will live? I know I'll be a great friend to you for the rest of our existence, but it will never be the same.
We'll never be able to stay out until 3 a.m., doing nothing.
We'll always have to be conscious of what we buy when we go out. The carefree nature will be sucked away.
But I hope some of my carefree energy has rubbed off on you somehow. I guess that's all I truly want in life...not necessarily to be remembered, but to make such an impact on someone's life that they change a little bit for the better.
I want to help people experience the world and open up to all the possible opportunities. Life isn't confined to four walls or the hours of day in which the sun is up.
This all happened by chance. I just have to be grateful that it did happen. I cannot imagine my life had it now. We shouldn't shy away from strangers who have the potential to help us in such a way. If you can see someone trustworthy just by glancing at their smile, give them a shot. Say hello to them and smile back. Opening up to someone can change their life. It could save their life.
Who knows what someone needs. That person you held the door for may have been contemplating their final way out.
That person you passed on the sidewalk and smiled at may have been thinking about how the human race is damned for all time to be a race of cold, heartless people who shut the door on anyone who they don't already know yet or isn't pretty enough.
If you open the door to a stranger, with some caution of course, you offer them hope and a reason to live.
I want to help you live. Because you helped me live. My door will Forever be open for you to return at any point. If at any time you need me, I will be there.
That previously mentioned person will leave, eventually, and you will be left with a memory. For their sake, let that person impact your life in some way.
Let someone in to change you for the better.
This all started because we were just strangers...who gave another stranger a chance.
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