Modern Love

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M.M.

Do you still think of me?

I wouldn’t blame you if you don’t.

I’m not sure if I should apologize,

Has it been too long?

Does an apology have an expiration date?

A point after which it is better 

To leave old wounds alone

And think of you in my empty moments.

Perhaps it’s just easier that way. 

I am the sum of all my parts-

Father’s hair,

Mother’s eyes,

The tiny pieces you collect 

from everyone you’ve ever met.

I find myself thinking of you

While I sing along to the radio.

I wonder what you’re doing, how you are

And what your plans are.

       Do you ever think of me?

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