I'll tell my kids about you
I don't even know if I want kids that are not half of me and half of you
But when They have their first heartbreak
I'll tell them of mine
I'll tell them of my truest love and my greatest heartbreak
I'll tell them about how it felt like my whole world had come tumbling down
I'll tell them about how I didn't eat or sleep for days, scared to wake up and face another day without you
I'll tell them about the plans we had and the conversations we shared
The late night talks in the kitchen and the random antics
I'll tell them about how they were supposed to be our children and not just mine
But most of all, I'll tell them about how heartbreak is a beautiful thing
Because it reminds you of the love that was shared between two people
But I pray to god that I won't be telling my children
That we will be comforting our children together
Because I don't even know if I want kids that are not half of me and half of you
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Notes From An Overactive Thinker
General FictionThis series consists of all the short writings that i write in my notes, most of it will give you an insight into how my brain works and most of them are just little pieces I wrote when I had the inspiration. Enjoy <3
