All My Secrets

I wish I could tell you things like I use to. You were the one I told all my secrets to. You were the one that I constantly wanted to be with. I wish you hadn’t left. I wish you hadn’t hurt me. I wish you were still my best friend. I miss you. V.H.

Sometimes I wish
I were a little kid again,
skinned knees are easier
to fix than broken hearts.

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