A tired chronicle

He is very kind to me,
Nothing l say makes things better
I still want to hear him say, anything.
I wanted to say happy father’s day to future father of my kids…
That particular day we weren’t that in love.
Or maybe a, “thanks” and heavier silence.
Last night l thought l would wake up better after crying myself to sleep.
I think tears heal the skin, they’re quite salty, at least l get that…

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