Friday is here again. It has become a day that I fear the most. I begin to question whether you will reach out to me? Will I be seeing you? Will I have to be the one to initiate it? Will you reject me?
Courage... I need plenty of it. Patience... Trust... Hope-- that I can make it. The only way out is through.
7:39 a.m. - 2019-04-12
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