I've been holding my breath for over a year now waiting for you to come back to me.
I physically need to feel you comfort me.
I need more loyalty not love.
I need more faith not family.
I need more answers to my many whys.
I have every right to be selfish. You spoiled by giving me all you had and didn't have, so I could be thee best version of me.
On this eleventh day of August, as the sun begins to set I give my you my last breathe.
The Golden Child.
- I am Just Kahlua
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