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Aug 2019
they say grief has 5 stages.
but which one am i at?

rewind.

dec. 24, 2014.
the last time i saw you
building little racetracks out of playdough for the younger kids.
i remember the little purple dolphin.

fast forward.

butterflies.
the little yellow monarch butterflies we used to find everywhere.
they remind me of you now.

rewind.

georgia.
making lean-to shelters in the backyard of the cabin.
we would catch tadpoles in little butterfly catching nets.
remember the big one i caught?
because i do.

cullen.
please catch butterflies up there for me, too.
i miss you
Written by
basil  16/M/bumfuck-nowhere, kentucky
(16/M/bumfuck-nowhere, kentucky)   
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