i am sitting up head hurting and eyes strained
because i feel like we have something unsettled
i wish, in our last conversation, i were talking to you and not to myself
i said
do what makes your heart sing
look at my poetry
it's all i've ever wanted to do
This is a poem about a dear friend that had not spoken to me in about two years and then messaged me on Facebook out of the blue with advice for where I should live and what I should do with my life.
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