Feel
"She laughed...
I had a way of doing things that made her smile.
Most days I felt inadequate, but not with her. She was all I ever needed, even when I thought I didn't need anything.
I had a way of making her smile,
but she had a way of making me feel."
Copyright © Parallel Lines | Year Posted 2015
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