I am... mourning.
I am... remembering.
I am... confessing that I did this.
I am not crying.
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You sent me a message, Zheyne. You sent me a message saying it might be the last you ever send to me, and that you hope I don't hate you.
You said you'd be gone by the end of the week.
I replied, niave, foolish. Asking if the Blue went away, if the music stopped
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I have no right to ask this. I didn't know her, and probably never will know her. But she effected my life, so much. I can't leave it like this, not with Zheyne.
If you find out… what happened with Zheyne. I'm not asking you to tell me, just… can you let me know if she's awake or sleeping?
I have no right to ask, but it's Zheyne, and I just… can't. Can't leave it like this.
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Happy belated birthday to you.
-Gesa
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