I Used to Remember You
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3 min readApr 2, 2024
My blurry resolution is half-cocked and homemade at best.
There’s so much I need to say and I’m unsure if I have the time to address such complexity of where I’m coming from.
Home, for me, was a heartache.
Pain was always a nosy neighbor. The uninvited guest dead set on becoming the life of the party.