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Marc T. Ouellette

“Maybe you have to know the darkness before you can appreciate the light.”

— Madeleine L'Engle

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So many benefits ✨

Lemon 🍋 water 💦

Me: Hey there

Me: ….

Me: I know it’s been a while… I don’t even think I've said “hi” since school years…stopped playing with you…I ignored the tears. I didn’t mean to slip away. It just happened one day… I knew who I was, and then…I just…I seemed to have lost you in the crowd. Everything grew so loud. You were like Anastasia running so fast to catch up but I didn’t even notice that you never made it on the train. With you screamed all our pain. Then suddenly all that was left was the smell of peppermint on what seemed to be such a pointless rug… deeper the stench dug….a smell that would bring me back but I couldn’t remember where... all I could recall was an empty chair. I didn’t even realize that was you not being there.

Me: … I dont even know what to say… I’ve been stuck in here so long, I’ve forgotten my voice…if I even use it would it be okay? If it upsets you? Would you take everything back? Leave me where I lie in these cracks? … I’ve heard the shuffle of your feet at the bottom of a door that was never locked. Waited for you to come back, you acted like it was blocked. I would wonder when could we talk like we used to? Contemplate like we used to? Laugh like we used to? How many years have passed? How long will this reunion last?

Me: Fair…but you’ll see I’m not going anywhere. You’ll see that I recognize that what I have is rare. We are rare. I love how silly you can be, especially where everyone can see. I love your passion and I love how you get frustrated because it seems to be going out of fashion. I don’t want to lose that. I know now we don’t have to. We can push through. Find what moves us and share that light WITH THOSE WHO DESERVE IT. Otherwise we’ll keep every last bit. I promise to upkeep that last part the most. Your life is no reality show and you don’t have to play host. Focus on me and I’ll focus on you. Let’s Keep Moving Forward like we always do. Except this time when I smell peppermint, you’ll smell it too. We’ll laugh. We’ll talk. We’ll joke. This time it will be different. I promise to you - to myself - that I’ll never leave you to wonder if you’re enough. Living through this life has been rough. Except you wont be alone anymore. This is me, stepping through that unlocked door. I have let enough years pass. Let us get out there together and kick some ass.

I 🖤 You, Me.