In only two months away from me, she found out she actually loves me. She missed me really much. She was thinking about me all the time. Thinking about if I was doing well or if I was sad. During those two months apart, she did text me first for the very first time. Then I did a month later 'cause of her birthday. Then, she forgot about mine, but when I texted her again to know if I could visit her anytime, she didn't hide the fact that she forgot my birthday and that she was really happy I texted her again. Now, she invited me for dinner after spending the evening together laughing and almost crying for happiness. She's no doubts anymore. She knows she loves me as a friend and as a symbolic mother. She knows she can trust me to hide a body of someone she just killed. She now knows and has no doubts about the fact that I'm here for her no matter how little or big the situation is.
-Dove.✨
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PoetryCositas que escribo. Mensajes que no envío. Poemas dedicados pero jamás presentados. Pensamientos intrusivos difíciles de dejar ir. Veces escribo en español, aveces en inglés, cómo sea me equivoco.
