Everyone leaves, and each time they do it absolutely terrifies me. When people leave, they change, the uncertainty never seems worth it. Trips to the airport get old, the goodbye's become less sincere, and the resentment creeps in. Every time I see someone leave, I wonder if I'm the one who's stuck. Or if they are the one's running away. Every time you leave, I wonder if it's harder for you to want to come back.
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That felt sooo deep when i read it then..like a chord struck inside of me..oh my gosh that was absolutely adorable to read :)
I love the cute things you write.. really does make me smile :D
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