- Sleep. More sleep.
- To eat meals when I’m hungry.
- To see the way you look at me sometimes. But just…all the time.
- Your arms around me.
- Someone to tell me it’s going to be alright.
- To know there’s a reason and a rhyme for how I ended up here, heart so tired and broken.
God has a plan and a timeline we don’t understand. Hang in there. Pray. Message me on FB if you want to talk.
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Thank you.
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