i was intoxicated with the sense of loss, but you
were like a guide; helped me safely abroad my
journey, i applaud you for that. grateful that you
were the only soul that actually cared for my well
being. even for the small things, such as when you
would open bags of chips for me when i couldn't.
or squeezing the last tiny amount of toothpaste. and
even when you did my bed a couple of times such as
when you slept over; but i'm also grateful for the big
things. such as turning me into the person i am
today; or taking me out of my saddened state and
bringing a grin to my face. being there for me during
the hard times, and also for being my biggest
supporter. and i—thank you for that.
—thiwa.
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