i remember you once told me you didn't want to see my face.
i wrote about it in my journal.
today, i realized how a mama can say that.
i wonder if you came in when i was sleeping, brushed my hair back, and whispered in my ear that you were sorry.
i'm sorry.
4 comments:
i did:)
: )
I've had to say sorry more times than I'd like to admit.
sweet.
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