It has been much too long hasn't it? Yes, indeed. I miss you, you are so silent these days, sleeping inside of me as a moth eating my insides. To you I would guess they are no better than cotton now. As usual though, I am cursed with the blessing of not caring. I suppose that is love isn't it? To watch yourself die in the honor of anothers fulfillment of life. You will always be my greatest love, as you have saved me.
Lately though, I feel more and more like breaking away, and I crindge away from you in saying so. I will not scream at you, I promise. There are so few I would say that to, therefor I will for once take the step of telling you to honor youself. I am your slave of free will. No longer will I hide behind your rein. You know my feelings for you, even if I don't. All I am asking is that you prepair yourself. The time has come for change.
Long live,
Elizabeth
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