Poem: I’m sorry

How it feels to long to hold the baby you’ll never have

Sure they’ll be others

Sure they’ll be a one day

But they’ll never be her. They’ll never be your first.

What it means to love someone who will never breathe a breath

And what it means to regret

Kariana Michelle

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Write to live immortal.

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