tears streaming down my tired face,
i walk in shivering-
from the brisk cold
or from the sadness shaking inside of my heart?
weather, gossip, failed recipes,
they can talk about all of the little details...
but when it comes to the
reality
of
what
is
happening
in our
not-so-perfect lives,
they are silent.
silent.
i'm tired of being treated like a child. i'm hurt by their words. i'm saddened by what they are unwilling to talk about.
i just want to share my joy.
i want to share my love.
is it possible they don't want it?

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