To painting flowers

I wasn’t supposed to cry.  I almost broke down, but I managed to convince myself not to.

 

 

Then you tell me THAT.

 

 

 

 

 

Truth be told, you’re the reason why I stayed.  It’s really just you.  And you know it.  You just confirmed it, and I still can’t believe that you stayed too because, well… it’s my last year.

I’ll miss you like hell.  You don’t know half of it.

 

I’m kidnapping you, I promise.

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2 comments
  1. brain flower says…. oh no… hugs you. I don’t even know how flowers can hug but I’ll try

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