And for once I understood her

And for once I understood her

Too many fucked up relationships will do that to you. So I get it, believe me I really do.
This woman told me her story, and she broke it down to the details.
By the end of the night I saw a different kind of person sitting before me. when people are open you see them for who they are,
and for once I understood her, I understood people.
All we really want is someone to listen to our sorrows.

3 thoughts on “And for once I understood her”

  1. yes! i'm in that situation right now…i wish my best oreo is here by my side to cheer me up. a hug, a tap on the shoulder or merely ones presence is enough for me to know that i have someone to talk to , who will lend an ear and to comfort me…oh! i miss that smile and laughter of my best oreo.

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