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Nov 2018
each year
each month
each day
is marked on your timeline.

you tossed me out of your timeline.
and i try to toss you out of mine.
there’s a hole in the year 2018
and other people wonder,
“why is that tickmark not there?”

but we don’t say a thing.
we shrug our shoulders,
“i don’t know.”


and the year’s about to end, francis.
where does my tickmark go now?
background: it’s not easy to forget someone who’s been included into your life for awhile. you want to forget but you can’t. unsure of if i should remember this old reality or if i should keep trying to forget it.
kaela
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kaela  14/chicago
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