She loves you more than she can ever love herself. She's been through so much to be able to stay so pure for you. Mom loves you but you are out fighting a war you didn't create. She waits at home for you to come back to her. She waits for you to realize that she loved you. No moving on from you, There's nobody like you. She can't wait for you to meet me, she wants you to see that I am a smaller version of you. A man she can never forget. A lover turned into her reason for living.
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PoetryHello, I don't write to inform you or to show you my life story. I write to show that you can move on from the past and let go. The only way you can move on it is to forgive yourself and the people who have hurt your soul. I write for the damaged, t...
