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Jun 2013 · 1.8k
I see her
suzy Jun 2013
17 years later I still see her face.
I see her in the glamorous moue of some random starlet,
I see her in the tilt of the nose of the checkout girl.
I see her in the curve of the cheek, the bend of the elbow, the small of some strangers back.

I barely remember her, it was so long ago.
I have been without much longer than with, but she still haunts me.

everyday.

I see her face in the mirror and I understand
why my stepmother hated me.
it's alright,
its all tight its all ok.

What would she think of the woman I have become?
Would we be friends?
Would we be at odds?
Even after all the choices I made,
the hearts and laws I have broken,
would she still love me?

— The End —