This song on repeat.
Tears are silent.
A long car ride.
Futile.
It's not talking.
Stop refreshing.
Go to bed.
Without her.
Short.
How low.
Don't get used to it.
This isn't a competition.
Make it stop.
“Hope comes when we trust God in things
we cannot understand.”
-Knight
May everyday be the
best day of your life J
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