Hey.
"Hey. Listen, I'm sorry I.."
No no, don't be.
Listen,
The sky wasn't made for us, so we'll stay beneath the trees. Everything may be alright, just not now. I know this feeling. I know what it's like. And, you don't have to believe me, but I promise, you'll see in time. You're not lost, you're wandering. You'll be home soon. But, promise me one thing?
There's still a sky above us. There's clouds beyond what you imagine. You may not see them through the leaves, but I swear by life that they're still there. Believe that you'll see them one day. Believe that you'll reach them one day. And maybe, one day, everything will be okay.
My friend, I thank you. I am not healed yet, but here you are. Still trying.
You've healed yourself. So, I thank you.
You've given me space. So, I thank you.
You have no idea what it is to me that you know the path I'm on. But, still, I thank you.
I thank you for being there.
I thank you for your sacrifice.
My friend. There is still a sky above us and I know this now. Thank you. Thank you and I promise you that I will reach it all someday and I will be okay!
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