this poem has a special place for me. tears, be gone.
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when I was there with you
I had a glimpse of life;
it was beautiful
and I was plain happy.
Happiness, one I got used to too quickly.
did I love you?
I have been pondering over and over again
I cannot know the answer;
as I do not know why I loved you
before and then
but then I came to realize that
when it is just an internal monologue,
it is not love anyway.
but I loved myself when I was with you;
a happy, excited, soft, and expressive intense creature!
Boy! I loved myself then
and now when I remember!
if you are going to stay angry at me
go ahead do that
but if you think you cannot forgive me for that
you are plain wrong
Kate’s short story – II