You're happiness was my comfort and joy. You also blessed me more than I could even ask for. I ached deeply inside not to be able to embrace you with utter thanks. But as I watched you leave, I remembered the words I wrote you in the letter you took home. I do adore you in my life, but it'd be selfish to keep you around for that matter. Maybe you saw what I saw. Maybe you see what I see. If I made you happy this day as well, then I hope you cherish the reason why.
Thank you for the joy you bestowed upon me tonight. Thank you for being in my life, even if just for now.
I will remain in high hopes that through my colloquy of heart to confession, you will come to thoroughly penetrate the very entity of my enduring fidelity.
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