I miss you more day by day.
But it's not fair to you,
I can be happy for you,
Watch you fly away in success,
I can settle for that.
But I'll miss you more day by day.
~When I was your girl
Yours Truly
Hind.
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Whispers From The Wonderer's Soul.
Non-FictionWhen does pain become virtue? When does survival turn into resilience? When does it all feel less heavier? Every thought I couldn't speak out, every moment that shaped me, endless rants of everything and nothing.
