Love/Life

Are you done hearing about a dead rabbit yet?

And i find it hard to explain why my heart is broken

For one that couldn’t speak but always listened

Who wasn’t there when I adventured but was there when I was lying down alone crying

Who always understood when I needed a bit more help

Who loved who I loved

And sat with me when I had to say goodbye to them

Your life was too short and mine excruciatingly long

Meet me in the after.

A realistic optimist just trying to find her way.

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