Make no mistake:
At home
Alone
In the quiet
Save a purring cat or two
There’s so much
I hold dear
That I can no longer
Hold, dear.
So, so much, that
If I think about it too much
(And I do)
The tears I hold back
Bubble up from my heart
Fighting their way out
Reminding me
As you once did:
“You’re not that tough.”
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Thanks, Harold. Let’s hang out again soon.
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