The occasional and random ramblings of a District resident.
"Yet each passing day makes me wonder ... Has my time passed? Am I beyond the point of someone taking a gamble on me?"How could you think that? Do I not exist?
I have had moments of doubt, when I wasn't sure what was real and what was my imagination. The more time I have with you, the less these types of thoughts creep into my mind in the wee hours of the morning. Our conversation last night has certainly cemented to me that my time hasn't passed and that someone incredible (i.e. YOU) is willing to take a chance on me. I am so happy that you are in my life.
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