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She was literally just a girl. As I stared at her, she wasn’t my mother.
As a woman that always had to handle shit, she needed a man that allowed her to turn her brain off every once in a while.
I wished I could have showed that broken woman that sat on her bike second guessing what life meant. All the times she cried with me on the phone not knowing her purpose, I wished I could show her this.
“I wouldn’t fucking miss this for the world. You fought hard for this, my love… no more. I prayed for this, and God finally heard me.”