Smiles in a box

by Shyla   Jan 10, 2008


Hello my friend. The day has been good, better then before. I realized this you see, a love lost is a love found, i see myself as others do, annoying, loud, naggy and maybe a little bit sad. Iv changed that you see, emotions like young children must be sheltered from the judging world until they have time to grow. But mine wont show, not anymore. I am Happy my friend that someone took the time to show me I'm fake. This person made me free in a way that wont allow me to be hurt, for no one can brake a heart they don't have, no one can make cry someone who smiles. I smile now for you one last time in hopes you will keep it safe. Open it when you need to remember me, i was that girl. The girl who laughed at every joke, cried at every sad moment and loved without a care. Remember her, remember the Shyla you once knew, and maybe, just maybe she might come home.

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