I tell myself
no more moaning now
just learn to live with it
like others do
but until
the lingering hope
leaves me
I continue
to think
maybe
just maybe
I’ll get up in the morning
and it will be
gone
I almost welcome
an end
to this hopefulness
for acceptance
is surely better
than hopes crashed daily
I just need
to know
the truth
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I feel you, sister. Letting go is the hardest part.
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i identify
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I remember a piece you wrote quite a while ago about baking a cake with your daughter … it came good
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