I loathe this day because on this day, someone I love was gone.
I love this day because both are beautiful.
I loathe this day because on it, I lost the peace of childhood.
I love this day because on it, I gained wisdom.
I loathe this day because on it, I fell apart.
I love this day because on it, God put me back together.
I loathe this day because it makes me remember.
I love this day because it makes me hope.
Who I was is gone from me
Who I am I do not know
Who I can be, though
That is who you were
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