I’m anticipating that soon we’ll part ways. The day will come –when our choices will bring misfortune, when we’re sober enough and liquor cannot suffice our need for empathy, when our dreams matter more, when we finally realize we were not meant to be– and that day will be the one of the saddest of my life.

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