Dear Crystal,
I'm writing this because if I try to tell you, I'll start crying, again.
The letter went on to tell me how much he loved me and worried for me. The closing paragraph stopped my breath.
Please, please ... when you're giving yourself away to every person who's nice to you, please save some for yourself. Don't leave yourself empty, again.
I wept when I read that. I wish I had listened.
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It's not too late to learn how to listen.
But it is too late to eat that ice cream I was saving for you.
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