I hate it, when my mom speaks of me lying to her, for him.
I do. I so feel like running to him, hugging him, forgetting everything.
I now I will have to choose, one day..
And its going to be tough..
People make fun, but I know it is going to be that..
Him not being there, its frightening...
I do. I so feel like running to him, hugging him, forgetting everything.
I now I will have to choose, one day..
And its going to be tough..
People make fun, but I know it is going to be that..
Him not being there, its frightening...
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