Rising Sun Midnight Moon
Joined October 2017
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A plethora of emotions through the wave of changes.
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Through Thunderstorms
Bitter. Busy mornings and long nights, I could never forget his figure. He left whenever times were hard and on the important days, he was never reliable. I played on the grass most of the time he had to smart mouth somebody. I made friends with the earth, I said hello to the plants. The trees told me to learn how to love him, and to open my heart to him before I disconnect and fade away. In disbelief, I failed to understand how I could start to love somebody so bitter like him.
By Rising Sun Midnight Moon7 years ago in Families