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Sadly I was also late even when it came to noticing the message you left on my Steam profile...
I know you always used to say that I'm precious, but I think it's you who was truly most precious of all. Never has someone so unconditionally taken the time out of their day, every single day, to check in and make sure I'm doing okay, and to wish me well while reminding me that I'm worth something. I can't thank you enough for all of it, and I can't stop crying thinking I wont ever get to talk to you again.
You would always reach out to me and ask me how I'm doing, wish me well, and remind me of my value unconditionally every day in the time we knew each other.
It makes me feel so awful that I was late to respond to the last message you sent me. I was feeling so overwhelmed at the time that I had missed it. Now I find myself wishing not only that I hadn't, but that I had spent more time with you overall. Feeling like I had taken you for granted. What I would give to be able to talk to you again and tell you how much you and everything that you did meant to me.