I'd watch out the window.
Wishing they'd come back.
I would think about them so much, and I would see their reflection.
I would fill up with joy. That gets short lived as it disappears as fast as it comes.
I think deeply. I think about their favorite color being blue.
Not the regular blue the sky blue in the sky with the brightest white clouds.
They loved clouds as well. They watched them forever.
It was something about there presence. It was always calming.
I could talk to them forever.
I just wished they could talk to me how I would talk to them.
Then I would understand their pain.
He wouldn't have to use.
He wouldn't have been stuck.
I could of helped him.
I wish he would of stayed. I would've helped him.
i wish he just stand up to his demons than to run away.
But i guess his deep secret that he was wishing for finally came true.
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Touch of Love
ŞiirMini stories about heartache, grief, love. This book goes through all the hardships that most people don't like to talk about. This book can be uncomfortable because the human emotions are difficult to deal with. This book is to let people know that...
