It's hard to
walk by you everyday and pretend like
nothing ever
happened.
It's hard to see you
with your guys and act like I
never
existed.
It's hard going through all
of this
alone.
It's hard not waking up to your name flashing
on my
phone.
It's hard to see you smile,
knowing I'm not the
reason
why.
It's hard when people bring
up your
name.
It's hard to see
you're
okay.
It's hard not
being
yours.
& most
importantly,
It's so hard missing
you.
MF/NMQ
Would you?
My mom was informed that she has an
opportunity to become a superintendent somewhere in Long Island.
If she applies, she has a 1/100 chance of getting the job. But
still…
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