All is quiet
All is fine.
When it comes to love, there shouldn't be a waiting line.
Love is welcoming.
Love comes in many different ways.
To feel loved, you shouldn't have to count down the long-lasting days.
Love can be mysterious.
It can even be debated.
But one thing is for sure...
Love can be reciprocated.
The words.
The comments.
The stares...
It all reminds me that no one cares.
Can't you see?
I'm not okay.
Because my thoughts remind me that I am not pleased with myself.
Have you ever felt the weight of an unspoken word?
Because I sure have.
The word “Why” can mean a lot of things…
But for me, it means Why do I feel this way?
I am the forgotten dead.
I have no friends and no roof over my head.
I am the forgotten girl that you only hear about in stories and books.
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