Rain to sun.

I can’t wait for the day your brain is not a nightmare but a beautiful 2pm picnic in a calm botanical garden. I want to see that smile steal the show, I want you to be so happy that smile starts to hurt your face not your heart. I’ll be here all of the way, through the nightmare in your brain with that broken heart; to the moment that your smile is hurting your face in the beautiful garden, that is slowly replacing the darkness. I’ll be here no matter what and I can’t wait till the flowers start to bloom.


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