Love, Me

June 8, 2011
To think your place is higher than mine,
Even after all this time,
Must take a lot of nerve.
A blind-eye.
A cold shoulder.

Friends should be;
But most important,
A listener,
A talker.

I come to you with my problems,
You make it about you.
An impending divorce,
Compared to
Your mother's attitude.

I love you,
You are my sister,
But I cannot take it.
I want out.
I'll miss you.


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