I throw the phone aside and shut my eyes.
I'm not crying, neither am I going to. I just close them and throw my head back onto my pillow. Soon, I realise I'm praying, to who or what about, I'm not very sure. But I find myself pleading and hoping within. I think about it for a bit and I figure - I'm praying for you to understand.
God knows you probably never will.
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