'Maybe things change' she hoped. 'Maybe if I wish on a star, my dreams will come true' she whispered. 'Maybe If I loved him, everything would be different'
The world is a cruel, cruel place. The world took my best friend, the only one I had left.
But with bad, comes a little bit of good. But good doesn't last forever.
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" I can't describe how your eyes are like the ocean and how your smile can light up a room and how your existence can make me feel like my world isnt falling apart "