Who am I now?

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I'm here sitting in my car
Waiting to meet friends looking at old photos of you...
Of me...
Of who I used to be.

I miss her
I wanna be her again
How do I be her?

That weight has attached itself to the bottom of my heart
I don't like it

I feel like screaming

I know my voice will break
And the agony of longing will be heard
When I finally scream the words
"let me be her again..."

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