Oregon (Part 2)
I arrived in Oregon
after 16+ hours -
and it was like a breath of fresh air
familiar faces, all smiles
it was the most welcoming thing
I had in a long time.
I also saw her
and her first-born
and it was like a piece of me fell apart
because she finally had a real child
and I knew I'd been replaced
but at the same time
it was like a piece of me caught aflame
and I knew I would love that child
with an intensity
that I didn't think
was possible.
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