October 11, 2019

Yesterday I wrote a prayer for you.

I asked for the Universe to help you

find your way back home

to yourself.

I placed the scribbled scrap of paper in the altar

and walked away empty-handed as I realized

that just because you’re no good for me

doesn’t mean that

I can’t do good for you.

When I said “I love you” in the past

I really meant every word. every time.

Yesterday I wrote a prayer for you

and today I love you still

without words and from a distance

so you can’t hurt me again

like you did on

October 11, 2019.

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