I miss the lab
sometimes I wake up from a nap thinking about it or while doing the dishes
I think I have already decided not to go this year
or ever
but I miss it terriblyit's just that I can't be in that city
she broke my heart
and I am grieving her
I think I'll always grieve her
and I'll always miss the labit'll be like when mom left
she loved me
and she missed me
but she needed to be somewhere else

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infinite shades of blue (journal part I)
Poetrythings I wanted to say but never did