Oooo the WORDS I wanted to say...the frustration that came my way...
...this behaviour is TRIFE!!...this is how YOU get stuck in strife!...
But I owned it...
I owned the thoughts that passed my window,
I owned the challenges I witnessed,
I owned the growls and groans,
I owned the cries and moans.
I said I was sorry....I said I wished there was more I could do.
Not share my relatable story,
not dip down in the stew...
I owned it...it was mine.
I knew my response with what was given would make this crap smell divine.
I owned it...loved it up with gratitude...
apologized for not being something more...gave loving condolences to the pain and sore...
and I grew...
and who knew...
...that you would too <3 br="">3>
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