I try to keep in mind that every day that goes past is another day closer to seeing you.
But it's so hard when every minute is a minute of missing you.
Because every second is a second I'm thinking about you.
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PoetryTake a look inside my mind. Into my rants, vents, strange poems and random insights. My mind is a scary place, so enter with caution. WARNING: I tend to get a little... Dark. If at any time you find anything I've written to be triggering, please sto...
