July 3rd.

I had a dream about you.

In the dream, I held on to you,

As tight as I could.

I felt like I was 10 years old again.

I don’t talk about you much,

But when I woke up from the dream,

I couldn’t help but miss you. 

It’s been 10 years

Since you’ve been gone,

But talking or thinking about you

For too long still hurts me.

I remember you in small flashes,

Distant memories.

But I can’t for the life of me

Remember what life was like 

When you were around. 

I try to emulate you, 

Be the person you’ve wanted me to be.

I hope that wherever you are,

You’re proud of me. 

Truth is, even if I don’t say it,

I’m still a little girl

That misses her mother. 

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