Growth.

When I was younger, my father would make me stop to think about what I was saying so that I wouldn’t stutter so much. Now I’m in my twenties and my dad isn’t here to tell me to slow down. So sometimes my head goes too fast and my mouth can’t keep up. My dad isn’t here to tell me to think before I speak. So now I say things and sometimes I’m not even sure what I said or why I said it.

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I Can’t Explain It.

I just can’t find the words to tell you how much I love you.

How that love is like a roller coaster you never want to get off of.

How that love wakes me up better than both of my alarm clocks.

How that love causes me to want to smile so bright that the sun finally has some competition.

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