I miss you, sweetheart.
I hope that you’re doing ok.
I LOVE YOU

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So here I sit.
In the body of a teenager, dying to get out.
Wanting to grow up & prove myself to the world.
Poetic.
Seeing the world, through the eyes of a Shakespearian God.
Hidden beneath the insecurities of my heart.
How art thou?

When someone asks me that, my thoughts all race to the surface of my mind, forcing tears upon my eyes.
I acquire a difficult life, that has broken my heart.
But, the love from others helps mend the pieces together.