If I were to be honest about it all,. There are nights that I dream about you still. And times where I wish we would have worked out,. And then the small hope that maybe we will. I look at the poems I wrote for you,. The letters I wrote for you to read someday. Sometimes bringing up joyful memories,. Sometimes I wonder why I did not throw them away. Why would I keep these keys to thoughts of you,. Why would I keep proof of our past? At my core I may just love you forever.

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Sunday, September 2, 2012. Weeks 2 and 3 combined. Here he is doing the dail.

I have a loose goal in my mind to write more journals. We will see how that grand plan comes to pass. The tale of this week. I have to stop writing to do homework. My second concern is similar. I am kind of skimming over much detail about time and place. My instinct in that the storyteller is much more concerned about recording his thoughts about his friends than anything else.

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