Restless
Lately.
Jeremy is not enough
nor this pen and paper.
Settled.
The unanswered questions
are wearing me out,
and they only suit
the current need to worry and obsess.
Secure.
I am okay
no matter what anybody says to me
or about me.
I know I did my best
and better than some.
Happy.
Acceptance.
My baby is dead
and he's a memory wherever I am -
a good memory.
He'll always be with me.
Maybe it's time to begin again....
shhhhh...
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