OT YM TSIPAR,
Panic and Fear as I look in the crowd… Knowing your face I could see and of that I’m not proud.
I thought that I had healed.
I stopped seeing your face when I closed my eyes at night and I stopped looking for your face in the darkness.
I got used to seeing the bald-head in line at the grocery store and not running away before they turned around.
I started sleeping with my lights off and not sprinting up the stairs…
But now. Knowing the possibility it could be you. My stomach turns my heart knots.
I thought that I’d healed but I guess I have not…
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YLERECNIS RUOY MITCIV
This thing called Life 