You suffered through the storm of pain that poured down on your soul.
I never thought I would have a passion.
I felt like I couldn’t breathe, but then I did.
My heart no longer raced in my chest, but it slowed down to the easiest beat imaginable.
He’s lucky that he treats me right, because if he didn’t then he wouldn’t be my husband.
Run outside, pick dandelions, and make wishes.
I’m behind in life, and because of that, I’m a failure.