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   It’s funny how we’re supposed to be one people, but we don’t really know each other at all. Maybe it’s good to come back to this once in a while.

   You should try this some day. Just step into a roomful of people you don’t know, who are speaking a language you don’t understand, but who hold the same heart-values you believe in.

 It will be like magic, I promise.

    Listen with your heart and not your mind. When you don’t understand the words, you are forced to slow down and really listen.  Then you hear better on the inside. Then you wonder why you ever needed words in the first place at all.  

  Words are just the surface. What matters is underneath, where people don’t think to look.  What’s the hardest is letting go when you don’t understand. What’s hardest is trusting.

Remind yourself that these things are real. All I wanted to do was show you how beautiful it could be. 

   Maybe you loved me too much. Maybe that's the problem. Maybe that's why I don't know how to love anything or anyone less than how you loved me. How you still love me.