I remember telling her my story.
And she sat there for hours, listening to my barely audible mumbling.Kind of funny now that I think about it.
She was there for me when I needed her.
Never knew I was the one she needed.
But I didn't, so that's how it was?
Told her about them. The ones that took my breath away.
Whose smiles made me cry with joy.
So unnapreciative when you're living in the moment, I remember telling her. Never realized how much they actually ment to me.
"Until they were gone", I remeber telling her, word for word.
How my world fell apart, and at such a young age I realized the cruelty that the real world hides.
Nothing lasts forever.
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