words. written, spoken, typed, thought. the right ones never seem to come when you need them. change is hard to come by. and these are just words, about how i'm doing today.
Wednesday, July 20
After: the day I gave in
i'd walk a thousand miles, fly higher than the clouds, swim across the ocean, or stay away forever, if only you told me to. but no matter how far away we stay, i'll never forget you.
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