A jar is just a jar unless it contains something that makes someone smile, a new favorite. Happiness doesn't last but you could only hope the sweet taste in your memories would stay with you forever.
I could only dream everything is as before but I know things have changed and we all have changed. But in a single moment when everything was alright and revolving around that jar, I knew we would be okay. It would take time, it may take forever. Sorry may not be enough to make it up to you. I believe my guilt would make more cheesecakes until I feel content and whole again.
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