and she looked upon her life
the crazy, the ugly, the bad, the tears, the painful
with love
with so much gratitude
how much opportunity has been granted to her
how much support she's received
and her heart ached with the love
with how much love flowed through her veins
how much love filled her
how each breath she took and each sigh she gave and each tear that dropped
symbolized the love
author's note: idek man, feelin really mushy rn and this reminds me of that black mirror episode with the lesbians and the girls you cannot imagine the love, (santorino, I think, dont quote me)
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General Fiction>conversations >chats >situations >fantasies Basically, this is the place where d i a l o g u e leaves my mind and comes to die.
