Cinco Meses

when i say the two words together, they don't sound like a long time. five months. if you asked me where time has gone since then, i couldn't tell you. i write from an office on the fourth floor. my latest accomplishment. my only drive. i dream about you often. i think about times when i might be old enough and wise enough to understand. when i think that i can finally live without you. when i will stop asking why.

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