It seems a cruel act of fate that I haven’t started to place true value in your possibilities until I am in my mid-thirties, therefore making it far more difficult to achieve you now.
Please forgive me for being a low learner.
Please be persistent in supporting me to not give up on you.
Please don’t give up on me…
Tip the scales in my favor, a little bit, will you? I promise not to complain.
Hugs and Kisses,
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I could have written that myself :)