Gathering thoughts…
Dear Habibti,
Nobody knows tomorrow.
We might get back together, or we might not.
We might get married, or we might not.
But I just want you to know that I have never felt the kind of oneness I felt with you with anyone before.
You are special to me.
I love you and I always will.
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