Good-bye

I have to say good-bye to my brother
I have to say good-bye to the great people i have met
I have to say good-bye to a red house that i have been in for a month
I have to say good-bye to a country full of memories
I have to say good-bye and leave

Elle

The first thing I think about when I wake up is coffee. I love the smell, but I mostly love the comfort it provides. It makes me forget what is happening in the outside world. It makes me feel okay. It reminds me that I am alive and that I have a lot to be thankful for.

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