If this ends there will be no more unexpected drop ins to steal you away for the weekend.
There will be no more shopping days spent laughing and being witchy and silly.
There will be no more tarot readings and deep intuitive talks about what they mean.
No more thoughtful gifts that weren’t expected.
No more Easter Christmas gifts because who has money at Christmas, really?
There will be no more inside jokes, and no more comfortable silences.
If this all ends you will lose me. It will never be the same and I will not forgive your absence.
There will be no memories to make, no plans to hash out, and no Maid of Honor at my wedding.
Your kids will have no Aunt Kate, and they will forget I was ever a part of their lives.
If this all ends there will be scars on my heart, and tears in my eyes, but I won’t look back.
I will move on and grow from the loss. Can you say the same? Can you say this loss will make you stronger?
If this all ends I will lose the best friend I’ve ever had, but I will still survive.
Don’t let this all end. It’s all up to you, and I’m waiting for a change.
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