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by jaymharmie

by jaymharmie

I always loved forward to the days we would talk at ease with teases and laughter.
Those moments went as quickly as they came.
She was in a battle between true happiness and Depression and their fort was her lack of self love.

She would want to cry but hate her tries after.
she would want to laugh but would be afraid because it won't last for a life time.
She was want to be her self but somehow everything would be holding her back.
She would want to love but knew that she couldn't trust anyone with her frozen heart.
She would laugh the comments and hurts off and proceed to mend herself from giving it a serious thought. She would smile at those friends who claim to be different, claim to know her whiles they just judge her like everyone else. It wasn't the thought of dying she feared , she wished she could fade away because no tear would be wasted on her. Maybe everything would be better if she was away right? It doesn't seem so bad right?