Tu me manques, je continue de penser à toi chaque jour


I wish I could have stayed angry forever because that would've been easier to do. I am a merciless critic and now I lack the courage to speak. I'll grow accustomed to this unsettling silence. I thought I had reached a decision long ago, yet unwavering hope continues to beckon me. There are words I cannot say, but that doesn't rule out the possibility that I could be thinking it. Great, I can't sleep again.

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