You’re trying so hard to find something that will fill this emptyness in you. You’re trying to find someone that will fill this hole that she left. And you keep looking for someone that looks similar. But you know that nobody will look like her. Nobody else is going to replace her. And that was her beauty. I have met so many people and they all look alike. But she was so much more. She was the one.
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Semi-personal blog. Dutch and English poetry and stories that document my life. Sincerely believes in writing as a form of therapy. View all posts by Josephine