thinking of him


Maybe what I need is love in my life.

To take away the memories,

the hateful feelings that are being thrown at me.

This is what I'm thinking as I think of him, 

because when I think of him the pain, the sorrow, the everything, goes away.

Everything scatters away, and fly off into the skies. 

Everything leaves me alone with goodbyes.

My mind is sane again, my brain is on right, 

and everything is in order. 

But all I know is when ever I think of him,

I'm alright.

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