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"I use to stare at her picture for hours.
It sat infront of me, the whole while I attempted to put it behind me.
Tears and Cheers did not stop me from turning it over, and standing up.
I still look at it now and again, knowing she may someday be a true friend.
These days are not the same. The sun looks a little off. Maybe the wind misses her too, but I kiss her picture, stroke her shoulder with my thumb...and pray whoever is holding her, means it more than I did. At the very least... just as much."
It sat infront of me, the whole while I attempted to put it behind me.
Tears and Cheers did not stop me from turning it over, and standing up.
I still look at it now and again, knowing she may someday be a true friend.
These days are not the same. The sun looks a little off. Maybe the wind misses her too, but I kiss her picture, stroke her shoulder with my thumb...and pray whoever is holding her, means it more than I did. At the very least... just as much."
