Painting ☯ Hallucinations
I'm the Fearless Wild Child

My heart didn’t break into a million pieces after he left instead I realized all the things he didn’t do he didn’t listen to my stories he didn’t ask me questions  he didn’t smile when I was talking to him he didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good his hugs were always preamble to something else and after he was gone I wonder if he knew me at all..

Book: Tuesdays with Morrie.
It’s Kayla Bamford!
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this is for being forgiven
or forgiving yourself for losing everything you’ve been given
he isn’t coming back and to wait is to stop moving

-Bienville by Hazeltown

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