My therapist came over for some tea and had a chat with my parents. She said I was getting better.
Once she left I began my days worth of gardening.
All my ideas were hitting me.
Creativity was out of control.
But the usual- that girl was there.
This time she walked over lifelessly.
She stood at my gate and sighed.
"Okay it's kinda creepy."
"It's peaceful to watch you do gardening." I chuckled- yeah I laughed. Something I haven't done in a while.
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Fantasyand on that very day, the first rose bloomed. - If only she was here.
