Written; 27th May 2017
Published; 30th June 2017

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I'm a lifetime late but the words are brewing a hurricane inside my head—

I should've told you that there were times, moments, in which I could've sworn on all things divine and holy that I thought of you as my compass; you gave me direction when I felt so lost. When I was merely floating around with no clear vision of which road I wanted to take.

A lifetime late, I am.

But I needed you to know anyway.

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