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May 2017
Today is a day
Where I feel like my family is cursed.

Today I am tired
The sun is going down
I had a bigger kick in my step this morning
Mama always cries at lunch
Papa told us yesterday that if he came back
He would probably just leave again
And every time I see photos of you
And I realized your sister and her husband
Removed me as a friend from social media
My heart sinks
And I spend a few hours
Reassuring myself.

I don't know why its this way
I'm not sure why I feel like I have to tumble
To get back up
I saw your face and I thought
"Did I ever really love you?"

It is beautiful outside
My drive seems to have subsided for the moment
I have been feeling as though
I were made up of confetti
Confetti in the height of the air
As eager hands reach out
A sparkling clump clump
Seeking to compile it all
Into one vibrating core.

Core full of resilience
Core full of passion
Ambition
Determination
Empathy
Truth
Intelligence
Nuance
­And an unwavering talent
To get **** done.

I'm sorry
I'm sorry it didn't work out between us
I guess maybe you are too.

I'm still hurt and angry
And I think I might be
For the rest of my days.

But perhaps in time
This too
Will be like the time I fell
And skid my knee
In the Alabama sunshine
Only to rise back up
And keep riding.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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   Ryan Holden
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