When you tell me I am not who you fell in love with, it makes me sad because I miss that young and innocent girl too… but that was long ago before the lies and before the pain of loss and all the day in and day out strain that the world places on us all… that sweet girl is gone and I am the one left behind… I am a work in progress and I know I am not there yet but day by day I am turning into the one that I am meant to be… a little stronger, a little bolder and able to stand on my own
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