i sometimes wonder what it would be like if i could still talk to you.
if i could still ask for your advice...
i miss your long explanations...your logic...your calmness.
you gave me peace of mind.
something that happens only rarely.
i want to tell you so many things....i want to tell you that i have changed a lot for the better...that i am doing the things that you wanted me to do.
are you proud of me?
i miss you.
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Memoirs of the woman who was once called Okashi Kyouki..
"If there is any possible consolation in the tragedy of losing someone we love very much, it's the necessary hope that perhaps it was all for the best..."
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