Sunday, May 17, 2020

I think about you sometimes,
in different ways,
ways you would and
ways you wouldn't
want to most likely ever
know.

I watched you grow up with him.
You watched me get older.

You told me the truth that
I never really had a child after all
so
I stopped planning to kill
myself.

I think about you sometimes and
I hope somewhere you're singing
and the sky is always
blue.

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