Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Pain

I bet they know. I bet they know you smell like pina coladas and that you cry in your sleep at night and that you have a high tolerance for pain. I bet they know that you endured the pain the past had put you throughout the years and that you have cried a thousand times searching for an answer or simply some angel to pick you up and catch you when you fall. Well guess what? I hope right now you are dreaming and I hope you’re doing what heaven had intended of you. Because the people who left you hope you do that too. There’s a lot of things I tend to know and knew about him. It was the fact that he loves me. He was more than just my friend….

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