You checked on me, while I was crying alone. I thought it would have been hours before you looked at your phone. But none the less you gave me advice. It was short and sweet and very precise. I already know we're almost like lone wolves in the winter. Knowing that being by yourself can potentially make you bitter. As much as I'd love to be alone, we are meant to be social. Even the fact that I got advice from you makes me feel special. I can learn from everyone no matter how old they are. You're consistently competing with yourself while simultaneously raising the bar. You said that we're the strongest because we don't really need anyone. But the reality is with you around, I feel like I've already won.
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My Side of the Story Vol. II
PoetryInspired by Eminem and Celia Martiniez This is my story.