She never thought she would find herself, she asked him "when will I laugh for real again?". The true friend answered "very soon". She believed him not. Then she put her soul on a train ride towards a thunderstorm to see if it would shake her to the core, as she couldn't bare the silence any longer. It knocked her off her feet, pushed her to the ground and twirled her up in a whirlwind of confusion. Then she landed on her feet. And yes, now she laughs. An openly, true to her heart, magnifying laughter. The one that couldn't carry lies even if it tried, for she is her own best friend, and she'll never let herself down for anything in the world. She believes him now.
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du skriver helt fantastiskt! massor av kärlek till dig! tess
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