Smiles hurt.
They make your jaw hurt.
They make your cheeks burn.
And when he smiled.
And laughed after I told him I loved him.
It hurt.
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Memoirs of New Moon Journal
PoetryI used have this New Moon journal that my mom bought me. I used to write random thoughts in it. However I fear I've lost it. So this is me trying to remember the stuff that was in it. IT'S BEEN FOUND!!!! Be warned, Everything in the journal is going...
