my mother's love is a drug i will always relapse to.
i think i can live without it
but i will always go crawling back.
her warmth, her gentleness.
she is my strength and my kryptonite.
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restless: a poetry collection
Poesíathe thing about waiting for the rain to stop is that you don't know that it will. you could wait and wait and it could just rain and rain. sometimes, if you wait long enough, the rain will stop and the sun will shine. but sometimes the drizzle turns...
mom
my mother's love is a drug i will always relapse to.
i think i can live without it
but i will always go crawling back.
her warmth, her gentleness.
she is my strength and my kryptonite.
