He makes it better.
So much better.
If I was a better artist,
I would paint a mural with all the things that I love about him.
My friends will never understand.
When he smiles and laughs,
So do I.
When he cries and yells,
I do too.
He completes the puzzle in my heart.
I don't know what I would do without him.
I love him with every shard of my broken heart.
The heart he mended back together.
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Random****WARNING**** This has really emotional problems going on in my life and reflects my personal thoughts. This might be triggering to some people. I promise. I will NOT kill myself. These are just personal thoughts that occur to me when I'm in my da...
