I miss her
the person my mother loved
I miss her smile, laugh, and way her body wasn't perfect
I miss the way she made being happy seem so easy
I miss how powerful her voice was and the way people cared
she isn't my family or lover
she was me before he
Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 12:43 AM UTC
I miss her
the person my mother loved
I miss her smile, laugh, and way her body wasn't perfect
I miss the way she made being happy seem so easy
I miss how powerful her voice was and the way people cared
she isn't my family or lover
she was me before he
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