What if I said it's beginning to hurt to smile. I want to hug you...but I can't. I miss your smell and the way we'd laugh at stupid little things. I miss your mood swings. I miss your smile... I miss the way you played with your little brothers.
I miss you, and your to blind to see that.
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Depression Quotes
Poetry*Trigger warning* You don't know why you're exhausted? You're fighting a war inside your head everyday. If that is not exhausted I don't know what it is.
