Sometimes, when I close my eyes my mind takes me to the past, the better times.
Other times it takes me to the sky, where I see things I haven’t in so long, the stars, colorful clouds and so much more
Sometimes, when I close my eyes my mind takes me to the past, the better times.
Other times it takes me to the sky, where I see things I haven’t in so long, the stars, colorful clouds and so much more
Friendships are complicated—sometimes they bring joy, and other times they hurt.
Sometimes they feel full, and other times lonely.
But just staying by someone’s side—just being part of their life—that matters.
The morning bell rang
just like it always had.
Backpacks lined the wall,
bright pink, sky blue,
zippers half open
with pencils and erasers inside.
A teacher wrote quietly
on the chalkboard,
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