The last time I spoke to my mother
I told her I didn’t want to talk about it
She asked if I was okay
I asked if the sky was green
The last time I spoke to my mother
She told me to take a deep breath
She said it would be over soon
I told her she didn’t know what the fuck she was talking about
The last time I spoke to my mother
She spoke over my sobbing
She told me to calm down
The tears still streamed down my face
The last time I spoke to my mother
She said “I love you”
I said “I love you too”
And I meant it
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