Diana Prince

New York City NY

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Been a while. I continue to love you. I continue to miss you. I often fantasize that you will one day decide to talk to me again. It's a silly pipe dream. Hope is often cruel. Funny/ironic thing is, I believe in fate now. From you answering the ad, to the chance meeting you had with my sibling, (1 out of 8 million, that's just crazy. Makes me shiver when I dwell on it. ) to everything in-between. I think about you pretty much every day. Even if just for a moment. Mostly it brings a sense of melancholy but masked joy is there as well. I don't regret it. Even knowing the outcome I still would chosen to have found you. I got to feel true love, however futile it was, I felt and still feel it. I know you felt the same at one point. Hope you are happy and well. Always yours.