
Aching by Brittany Searle Kempaiah
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Aching
Brittany Searle Kempaiah
Unexpectedly.
There are moments I relish my arms being my arms again.
And then,
I ache for you.
I ache for the way you once fit in the crux of them
your head on my bare chest.
I ache for those moments I dreaded your screaming.
and the way it seemed to echo with accusations of my failure.
I ache for the days I wondered what I had done with my life.
and sat by your cot.
Begging you to forgive me for wanting to be me again.
I ache for your tiny…
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