All of it mattered
Though you won’t remember
The gift we’d been given
November, December
I’ll carry that weight
Of shared memories
Of me running home
And you running to me
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Love the enigmatic tug of the final two lines! ❤
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Thank you! I’m glad you enjoyed it!
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