I’ve already laid my heart to rest. And now it seems, without you, my hope is dying too. It’s a slow death. Like having brain trauma that no one knows about until it’s too late. And with this, no one knows my soul is dying – no one but me.
– DLM 4/10/16
A woman trying to be better than the girl I was meant to be. Writing my way through life, one letter at a time.
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