I drove to his house to give him the cards I wrote him. And he was home and I was nervous. So nervous I was shaking. But I gave them to him. And the moment was beautiful. I won't forget the wonder in his eyes and the smile on his face. And it's selfish, but that's what I wanted most. I wanted to see him happy. I wanted him to have tangible proof that love exists, that people care for him.
It was the scariest thing I've done in a long time, taking that risk. But I did it. And I feel the happiest peace.
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