Life in 2023

  • April 15, 2023, 10:03 a.m.
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I think what hurts the most is that I don’t believe there’s anything after death. I never have. If there were life after death, then what is the point of life to begin with?

I believe our souls are … recycled? That we’ve lived previous lives and will live future lives too, but the man I loved? The soul I cherished in this life? You’re gone.

Did we love eachother in a previous life the way we did in this one? Probably.

Will we find and love eachother again in a future life? Most likely.

But I’m here in this life right now.

And you’re gone.


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