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Dear June,

Got no idea if or when you'll ever read this.

Got no idea if your heart will be open when you do and if you'll really hear me.

Got no idea if or what about a lot of things regarding you and I.

I just know I miss us and sometimes it is hard because it feels like we had come so far and gotten so close to really getting a chance to see what we could be together.

Sometimes it is frustrating because I feel like the door was slammed shut unexpectedly and without good reason or cause. Got no idea what really happened, just suspicion.

And the craziest thing is I feel like if we really wanted to we could take all that and wipe it away. Like in one moment we could push it all behind us and move ahead. Not because we suddenly developed amnesia but because we remembered who we are and who we can be.

There are some really tough things going on now, stuff that is tearing me up because  I can't do anything more than I have done. Has nothing to do with us and I won't write about it, It is the kind of stuff I would only share in person because I just can't put it down on paper, not today, maybe someday.

That frustrates me because there is some really good stuff now too, I pulled off some pretty amazing stuff and it all happened at the same time so I haven't really been able to celebrate.

Don't know that its smart to write or share any of this here. Don't know that it is not. Not going to fight my feelings. Just going to do my thing and live my life. Nothing stays the same and eventually the challenges of today will be past.

Not going to worry about any of it really because I really do believe some things are meant to be and some aren't and you never can really know which is which. You just have to live and see what happens.

Who could have imagined we ever would have met as we did. Has to be one of the craziest things ever, especially when you think of all that came with it.

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