Wednesday, February 12, 2020

Bright Eyes

some days I miss that little girl, the one with bright eyes, the one that never knew heartbreak or betrayal.
but I've come to love the woman she became; resilient and strong, smiling through her tears, still capable of being vulnerable and always filled with hope

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