Vulnerable
I'm going home this weekend.
I feel like Seth is going to be there.
I feel like I'm going to stop by his house,
curl up in a little ball on his bed
with him right next to me.
I feel like maybe I'll hear his voice
and I'll be okay.
It doesn't feel like I have anything
to go back to.
It doesn't feel like I should
even go home
or call it home.
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