Updated: Jan 6, 2020
Seeing the rain pour on to the car
As we pick up speed reminds me of
The legs in a glass of wine
Which reminds me that I only have one living grandparent
And I just want to stand in the rain and cry.
But I don’t
because I always thought crying was weak
And I don’t want to be labeled as emotional
Even though I’m grieving
Which is normal
And everyone goes through it
But I just can’t get myself to cry.
I can't remember the last time I slept naked. With warm sheets and soft blankets, wrapping me in a womb, while the fan blows in my face. I can't remember the last time I slept naked. With him holding
Open for you to boost the same thing. It's okay to be honest with me. I need you to get me, and see if I can find a way to get you.
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