Mom
If I had to pick one thing I couldn’t live without it would be my mom
I don’t quiet no why
Maybe it’s the amazing smell of her lip balm
Or maybe because she wheres fabulous Toms!
Actually, I know for a fact that it’s because
I love her with all my heart
And it absolutely kills me whenever we are apart.
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