You won't know how happy you were with that person until you come home and burst into a river of tears.
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PoetryCompilation of my thoughts/poems/emotions I can't express vocally. WARNING: I started writing this compilation when I'm still a teenager, young, a little new to everything, a little curious and still growing up. But as years have gone by, I keep on...
There Was Once Happiness
You won't know how happy you were with that person until you come home and burst into a river of tears.
