I love you always.
But this is goodbye. I need to let you go. In order for you to move on.
I want you to be truly and undeniably happy.
It’s time.
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If only those times came back, times that have been.
Arthur Rimbaud, from Selected Poems & Letters; “The Blacksmith,”
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