I don't know where you are. I don't know how you got there. And I don't know why you left. But I miss you and I love you. I'm praying for you and I hope that soon you find yourself headed back to that beautiful brick building on Bowery Street.
I hope you know that God loves you and He has you and you don't need to worry about anything because He has it all under control.
There's a picture of you and me in a frame on my desk and every day I will look at it and miss you more and more. I will pray for you and remind myself that we came into each other's lives for a reason.
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