LauraDrawsDucks

I knew you. I knew you exceptionally well. I loved you. I knew you loved me, too. For the first time, something felt real. As if there was a purpose to this life we're living. And my world was shattered When you decided you'd rather be a child. I knew you. I knew the real you. I loved you. Who you really are; not the person you are today. It was real. I had a reason. I am rebuilding my world. I'm still trying to accept that you are gone forever from it. And when the new you passes, though I pray this will not be soon, I now lament that I may not feel a thing. Because you are not her. You are not the girl to whom