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Ours

 I'm writing because I am happy.
This is new...

I'm waiting for sad thoughts to pop into my head,
but none of my thoughts are sad.

Everything in my life is going great,
except the fact that I am far away from the one that has provided me with this happiness.

Don't worry,
it's okay!

The one that is far away is happy.
Their life is going great!
They have so many interesting stories every day,
because of their success.
I always learn so much from this person,
since our first conversation that we ever had.

How could I not be happy about that?!


I'm happy because I reached one of my goals that I have had for so long with his
help.

I'm happy because I finally accept everything about myself, with all of his encouraging
words.

I'm happy because I can't stop laughing at all the incredible memories that will always be

Ours

 -Belle Rose

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