2:58 am
I sat on my bed, thinking about when you'll be gone for college. Not knowing, my eyes filled will water as I thought about everything you taught me. At 2 A.M. Your yes haunting me. Whispering "Everything will be fine" A tear ran down, and I began to drown in a river of tears.
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