The Stream Flows…

I was making rice…pondering things.  I’ve decided the most conclusive sentence to describe what happened is “I let you become so much a part of me, that I let the fear of losing so much of myself, push you away.”  We fit well together.. and it strangely destroyed us.

Mmm.. Rice with Cream of Broccoli and Cheese Soup.

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