Thursday, January 13, 2022
My nights with you
Its been some time, but not a day goes by when I dont think about you Pops. Sometimes the thoughts are sweet and nestle with those memories and cuddle them to sleep, but sometimes I burn with guilt, struggle to breathe and every minute of the torturos night is filled with pain.
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