Its her, its always her. Shes going to take me to the breaking point soon enough and yet im always with her. I cant stop myself of thinking of her. I feel horrible for her. She deserves every bit of praise she gets and yet it doesnt get through to her. I dont get how she doesnt understand how amazing she is.
Shes fantastic, whenever i see her im blown away with how amazing she looks and yet she manages to keep a straight face when looking in the mirror. Shes so kind and generous yet when i tell her she feels otherwise. She struggles to believe it. Even when her closest of friends tell her. Even when she sees how many people put their trusy in her. she still struggles to believe it. I dont know how or why.
Although, im convinced everytime when I say it she knows yet soon enough i find out its just another word another bit of chit chat that doesnt matter because she doesnt see it. Well I do. Its all i see her amazing personality and gorgeous make me insane.
I never stop thinking about her yet the thought of the rain and the bed keep creeping in until the alarm clock rings and i have to awake again to another day waiting for the rope to arrive.
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