Spencer,
I don’t how to start this or even what to say anymore, though I suppose that there isn’t anything and that these emails, letters, and voices are more for myself than anything else. I can probably assume correctly that you don’t bother to open, let alone read or watch, what I send, so there isn’t much uses it doing all this. Somehow, it makes it seem like nothings actually ended, but that’s just a lie. Things have ended and I’m starting to come to terms with that, though I wish things could have been different and that I got some sort of reason for why everything fell apart. Though, I suppose that can be attributed to just we are moving on two separate paths, heading to who knows where. I hope that one day that are paths might cross again and maybe we can fix things, or at least end on better terms. There is much more to say here and so I guess I’ll just leave it here, you know how to get in contact with me if you choose.
Shawn
Submitted: January 02, 2021
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