sometimes you just can't help but miss the times when the broken pieces seem to fall back perfectly in place.
the times when you could still smile and laugh in the midst of struggles and fears
the people who could always cheer you up
who would always be there to listen even at 12 am
the people who actually care
the people whom you love without needing reasons why
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16 will always be my lucky number.
K1 1415,
always.
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