And my smiles are screaming with bright colors. And I turn around and the colors fade turning gray.
My stomach sinks and I throw up the memories again. This time almost suffocating. It's not him. It's the times. The dancing in the rain. The corsages.
Then I remind myself that because my body is weak doesn't mean my heart is.
And my mind is clear now that I see you.
It'll be alright.
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