Amends

The cut of scarred emotional wounds. I want to meet you again. I don’t know you anymore. I am not who I was.

Back then.

Ah, but that younger me tugs so vehemently. So earnestly. To find the you, you are and declare my love for you. To honor the gifts you gave me. No matter how grudgingly. Or openly. And to heal and grow and move forward. I think this is the worst case of the 30s. I want to be able to just heal and move forward without that healing being contingent upon our  being physically reunited.

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