and i wish it was enough
to love and care

that woman, my dad's friend,
she is the most genuine person i know
she is generous and honest
and she talks to me about sewing
and about parenting and about life

and old feelings are flowing back
good feelings
tenderness and smiles
and legit happiness as i open
his words again
not that i ever stopped caring
but i didn't has much as i do now
and i don't know why it's back
and i don't care it just feels good

and anyway this night is overall a good
night with bad, hard, unjustified thoughts
no, they are justified, just breaking me


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listening
timber timbre

reading
sorrow floats

watching
the invention of lying

looking
mary's granddaughter

what?
200 things
bla bla
e-mail

there
the start
the town
myspace
our beloved