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Dear Emman,

I think this is the only way I can write without you being able to see.

You told me last night that you are good at encouraging people but you are weak. I told you that you are the bravest person I've ever met.

You have chosen me over your family, friends, and everything you've ever known. Basically, you left them all behind for me. Seriously? Just writing it down makes me wanna cry.

I'm torn between keeping you to myself and letting you go. The thought of being away from you again freaking hurts. However, it hurts me more to see you sad.

I can live without you and I know there's still a lot of fixing I need to do in my life. Is it a sin to want you?

We'll get through this. You were the one who said, we can lose everything, except for God.

That's why I love you.

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