I Believe Everything Happens For a Reason

As the fog lifts and thoughts are clearer, you truly understand that you were not important, you were not special. You were, but for a moment, a toy. Disposable. You were never the priority or what was truly cared about. All that is cherished does not include you. You were....just enjoyable.

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hawkfan12 · 46-50, M

When the fog lifts, the beauty of the landscape become clear. You also see who you are and where you are going. You see the special person you really are! Hang in there friend!