One Day.
I hope that
One day
When my child comes home
With the burden of a broken first love
Welling up and shining in the corners of their beautiful eyes
That I can wrap my arms around them
And remember you with a smile
As I whisper
¨My dear, it will not always hurt this terribly.¨
- LS
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