You have never listened to me,
not once,
in the years that I have known you.
So if you find this,
I need you
to read what I have to say;
Find yourself.
Remember what it feels like
to wake up early,
and sip coffee
as the sun peaks out
over the amber hills.
what holding the hand
of someone who loves you
feels like.
Remember the rush
of reading your favorite book
under the night sky
next to your dog.
Remember the feeling
of sitting in a hot jacuzzi
as cool rain
dances in the steam
coming off your freckle-kissed
Find yourself;
maybe then,
you will find me,


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