If you are reading this, you have
survived your entire life up to this point. You have
survived heartbreak, traumas, devistation, the different phases
of life. And here you are.
You go girl / bro.
You are awesome.
Do they get
butterflies?Do they have you on
their mind 24/7?Do they wait for you to come
online for hours?Do they smile at random
times at the thought of you?Do they miss you
all the time?Do they think about the smallest
things you say?
Every three seconds, a heart
Every three seconds, a dream turns into powder.
Every three seconds, a person gives their last sigh and says,
Three seconds make a mother blame herself for eternity.
Three seconds are between love and hate, love and dependency.
So toady, I write for the people that have already gone to the
That have almost given up.
I dedicate this to all whom for a little bit didn't pain turn
That dropped the knife and the pills on the last second.
That didn't pull the trigger. That were able to look
through the blurry eyes and see a reason to smile