Born of grief

Born of grief
Made in love and in hate
Memories
Thoughts
It will never be what you think
You will never be what you thought
I did try to say
Clumsy words full of me
Nothing I could do but spit them out

I hope you understood
It wasn’t me
It just was
I hear you say hi sometimes
I always si hi back
That’s all
It’s ok
It’s all ok

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