I know it's it's impossible to tell you everything.
But sometimes, I wish i could
just sit there and let it all spill out.
My life story
pouring out of me.
Every wish, every triumph,
failure. . .
each and every dream.
Memories
Friendships
Heartbreaks.
Then maybe you'd know me.
Maybe then, somehow. . . you'd just get it;
be able to understand it all.
And I'd never have to explain
why.
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