using another person, deceiving them or waiting for someone’s suffering to make their own life easier, remember this:
Sometimes life doesn’t punish us immediately.
Sometimes he sends us someone who, in silence, shows us the person we could have been all the time.
I didn’t love Eleanor like she deserved.
But she took care of me in a way that I still try to deserve today.
And after all these years, there is a question that keeps haunting me:
If you had been in Eleanor’s place, would you have forgiven me… or would you have let him receive exactly what he really deserved?
