Special

I used to smile so much. Such an innocent smile. That was before the bad things happened, before the sleepless nights, before my pillow became stained with tears, and long before the night I died. I don’t smile much anymore. I just don’t see things like I use to. I changed, but you make me forget. It’s your smile. It reminds me of the one I used to have, the one I had before I broke. Your smile is so beautifully contagious. That’s why you are special.

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