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Does the silence ever really become comfortable or does the silence become worse? Does the silence ever really become comfortable or am I just questioning everything you've ever said, during that moment of comfortable silence? Does the silence ever really become comfortable or is it just me, preparing myself to walk away? If I've found… Continue reading Silence

I can't stop thinkin about him. Every time I close my eyes, see his face. I can't stop thinkin about him. Every time I close my eyes, I can actually feel him in my arms. I can't stop thinkin about him. Every time I close my eyes, I can hear him whisper shhh....(lol) Every time… Continue reading Can’t Stop