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Apr 2014
"Funny how it's hard to take a love with no sting."*
I have accepted that I am in this for the long run.
You are in the songs I hear,
in the morning coffee that I drink,
in the words on the pages that I read,
in the faces of those I have come to know and love,
and you will always hold a special place in my heart.
I could write until my fingers bleed
if I wrote down all the things that you mean to me.
But, for now, I must forget these things.
I am human
and for now I want to cry
and scream
and let myself be broken
and hurt.
The tears will run down my cheeks for however long they need to,
but do not be sad for me
because they will water the flowers in my heart.
These flowers will sprout in my spine
and throughout all of my limbs
and I will, once again, smile
and be whole again.
And through all of this, I will still love you.
Caitlin Tuminello
Written by
Caitlin Tuminello  Colorado
(Colorado)   
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