The Scrolls

Your Daily Proclamation at Her Realm

Good bye

I’ve never been this upset about your parting before and I’m not sure why it’s affecting me so much this time. I wish I could have said or done something to relieve myself of this. I wish I had words I could let out, to be my catharsis and wash this all away the same as the rain outside. I wish it’d let up for you; I wish this would let up for me. Nothing but time, I suppose, will cure this. But I don’t want to wait anymore.

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