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Sep 2015
Every night he watches meΒ Β tells me that , " Bridget, You're Too Pretty To Cry."
He touches my shoulder , kisses my forehead and says, " Those Who Cries The Most, Are The Strongest."
I smile because of the fact, I've never heard such words
Such sweet melodies to my eyes
I tell him, " Why do you always come see me, I'm nothing?"
He looks at me like I'm deaf and just smiles and says, " Please, my dear child. I wouldn't fly this many minutes from the heavens to watch over you. Remember when I was alive we'd lay upon this same bed and hold each other and I'd say-"
"Whatever a diamond is that's what I must be, worth more than all plastic."
And from that moment I knew exactly who he was
My boyfriend Jaylen.
My at night visitor.
Written by
Bridget Bethani Overton  Bowling Green, KY
(Bowling Green, KY)   
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