being a wreck.
and i hate to emphasize
on the fact that
I've been broken a few times.
but you ought to know
that on my worst moods,
i wear my best smile for you.
during my busiest times,
ill skip a meal
just to hear your voice
for a few minutes.
and on my darkest days,
ill still make sure
that you can see the sun.
and lord know how weak i can be.
so, while there are bloodstains
on my hands,
the last thing i want to hear
is how i didn't fight hard enough
for you.
jl.
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