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Miss you, darling. Miss you so much. I hurt you so much when I was hurting, and it was the same from you to me. I hope you're doing well and I hope you don't ever get near me. I'm sorry for resenting you
a beautifully constructed poem on death and grief
the grief of loving too much is heavy but it is better than the regret of not trying at all
In another universe I never outgrew you because you got to grow up with me
(And other tales about religious trauma)