iii. p a n s y

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i hope she makes you happy.
i see the way you look at her. your eyes, once a cloud of mystery, now a thunderstorm ready to light.
your smile, once was lost, but now, now it's shining.
you walk with pride, instead of the misery that was carried on your shoulders.
i know this because that's what happened to me, everytime i thought about you, the same thing happened to me.
but, i hope she loves all of you, just the way i did. the past. the dark. the light.
i hope that she sees what i saw in you.
i still see that.
it kills me, but if you're happy, i'm happy.

author's note: thanks to pcrkinson for the idea!!

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