This story is unavailable.

Now I wish this piece was written for me, I wish there could be someone who would want to feel the pain, heartache and brokenness for me, but this is short lived, I know they are almost catching up with me, and when they do, they will say;

“ let me feel it for you,
you don’t need to tell me
what hurts where or why, i know”

Simply beautiful!

One clap, two clap, three clap, forty?

By clapping more or less, you can signal to us which stories really stand out.