What Happens Now? by Penny Michalski

I am not loved. You said so. I heard it loud and clear Like that first thunderclap splitting the silence of a summer night’s sky. Stunned by the stab of your words like lightning bolts through my heart When you said I’m a very special friend. You’re happy I’m in your life. That means I am not loved. I thought I was. For years I was sure.

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