Her face no longer bares a smile. Her cheeks stay tear stained, and her eyes are often puffy. The joyful girl I once knew is gone.
I know I could make things better. I know I could. If only she would let me in.
Her face no longer bares a smile. Her cheeks stay tear stained, and her eyes are often puffy. The joyful girl I once knew is gone.
I know I could make things better. I know I could. If only she would let me in.
The world finds odd ways to put people together.
For them, it was PR.
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She walked along the shore, the humid air, feeling much colder next to the beach. She shut her eyes and stood there, letting t...