If you know me, you know my dad left my mom this past month. I wrote this poem the night I found out. I was in my apartment, and the thought of me not being able to be there for her killed me. I knew she couldn't sleep, I knew she was lying in her bed thinking or crying or something. I could feel it from 20 miles away. I have never felt anything
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