eighteen.
yesterday was
almost goodbyes
and broken hearts.
yesterday I tried
to console you.
tried to find
the right words
that rationalised
the tears to cease.
yesterday,
stomachs knotted in unison
we waited.
for this.
for today.
for worries to turn
to gratitude and
patting of long soft ears.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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