Broken
For over fifteen years I have hated youFor over fifteen years I have loved you
I miss our chats and our jokes
I miss our tender little moments near the coast
Where you told me that I was the one
Where you told me that there was no sun in your world without me
Here I am fifteen years later
With relief, forgiveness and most of all love
What about me
What about being the one
What about being the mother to our lost son
What about holding hands until the day we die
What about sitting and hugging each other looking up at the nights sky
Now you do this with her and I do this with him
I hope that you think about me as much as I think about him.
Poetry by *Ness*
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Written on 2018-03-08 at 08:22
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