thoughts of you may metaphorically break my heart, tear me down, & push all the tears I'm holding in to the surface... but I'm still standing, walking, running, HAVING FAITH. I'm strong. I'm blessed.
And no matter how I cry, I am blessed.
No matter how I hurt, I AM GRATEFUL.
No matter how little sleep, I still wake each day.
I have something to live for, even when NOONE ELSE CAN SEE IT, I CAN.
and I love .. I love so much...
that's all I have to say.
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