The love we share might not be the love I wish it was.

nothing.

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NOTE: I finally received that package from him today. When I opened it - it smelled of him - patchouli and man:) It made my heart ache. I called him because he sent the wrong thing and forgot to send my pan. I ended up crying for an hour to him about my life and missing him. He remains my best friend - the person I most admire and respect. He is wise beyond his years.

Dear Pennsylvania,

The love we share might not be the love I wish it was, but the love we do share is truly profound. You are truly one of my soul mates: someone who shakes you to your core, wakes you up from your own life and helps guide you into further becoming yourself.

I am forever grateful to know you. And so lucky to have you as my friend.

I deeply respect you and love you even more.

Love forever,

Wisconsin