As I sit on the back path watching the fireflies find their loved ones, I can only find frustration. I should feel so blessed, my life is a dream, yet some part of me can't see that, and won't accept it. I miss my best friends more then anything in the world too, and not being with them hurts more then anything. The fireflies light up the sky so perfectly, as do the stars that come out soon after. I guess I can only accept that even in the blinding darkness, the stars will always be there to light my path.
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