Feels Pt. 2

You opened up to me and told me your story, even if it was hard for you. It won’t be understood by just anyone, and it’s definitely not a story for the faint of heart. I’m probably one of those that won’t fully understand the things that have happened to you, but I wanted to listen. I longed to reach over and hold your hand as you told your story. At times you would just laugh it all off and try to validate that what you had done was stupid or it didn’t make sense. I didn’t know any better. I couldn’t make that decision. I know you didn’t want my sympathy and I know you just needed to talk, to let things out. We are after all, “getting to know each other.”


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