Yours, Truly

I sit here
watching you
watch me
and I hope
you are proud.

I place my fears
and my resentments
at the outset
of myself
and I wonder
at the calm it gives me.

Dreams are
but memories
of us -
mirroring ourselves
and watching
each other.

Poetry by abitofeve
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Written on 2013-08-23 at 03:22

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