I was there for you when your mother died a year ago. I held you as you screamed into my shoulder and cried into my hair.
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Bittersweet
Historia Corta"You were never meant to be more than a bittersweet memory; an unforgettable aftertaste."
✿ Forty-One
I was there for you when your mother died a year ago. I held you as you screamed into my shoulder and cried into my hair.
