I wish I knew

how to stop you

from sneaking out

of my journal to spill

into my dreams;

there’s too much

of you in my life already,

and so little of me.


it seldom makes sense,

but in her ways

she is set;

she keeps a diary

of days she cannot

wait to forget.


there is something

quite eerie about

a lifetime that outlasts

the life itself – a memoir.


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