and i think of my mom and my dad

and especially my mom because i knew how she felt more
she would tell me

and i really don’t want that for me.

and if im like my mom as much as i remember i was

it terrifies me that i’m gonna feel the way she does.
if i ever live to be as old as she was

so many times
do i wish she was here.
so many times

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