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Sep 2012
You wake up,
Ask me for something as simple as a glass of milk.
But as my duty as a younger sister,
Like a daughter being told to pick up her toys
I didn’t want to do what You asked me to.

You’re eyes were that of the constellations,
I didn’t understand them.
I knew You were trying to cry out to me,
Why didn’t i listen?

Sirens all around us.
The sound like a cicada, blaring on a summer night.
Why couldn’t I understand?
When will I ever understand?

Sometimes I sit awake in my bed,
Trying to fit all the pieces together.
The difficulty as intense as a 1000 piece puzzle.
No one could ever be in my place and
Maybe I don’t want them to.

Maybe I would be happier if I sat like those cows,
Out in the middle of the field.
No one to bother them, no one around to have
To explain their feelings to.

The friction between me and my emotions
Is like that of two opposing magnets.
They just wont quite come together,
But still I try to force them.

Sometimes I still think about that day.
And sometimes even accidentally wish I were back,
To be taken back to the time where you
Were still in that bed.

No one around.
Just me and just You.
No one around,
just Your body, at a slant.
Like the horizon, so far out of reach
But maybe id be happier that way.

The thought is almost jarring.
But my mind always wanders.
Like it should be put on a leash,
One of those harnesses.
Almost like the harness on a 5 year old
In Disney land.

How do You go from asking me a simple question, to being
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Emily Jane
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