recognition.

There is something so special and so meaningful about being in your presence. I cannot help but think our paths were meant to cross. You are a kindred spirit: somewhere very far we are very close. I am sure I know the inner workings of your mind, and you hold no mystery to me. I know you — and I love you.

Published by Eliza

Writing helps me find myself.

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