hurts

i feel this eating my stomach lining.

i can do nothing.

it is not my place to do anything anyway.

and yet i find myself , thinking..inside..."why haven't you called to let me know you're ok?"

was I an enabler?

was i a part of the big picture during the years you lost yourself, instead of a highlight like my ego likes to convince itself.

do i medicate?

instead of a positive force, did i just feed into a black hole that was growing inside you.

this isnt' all about me.

i know that.

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