Ficlets

I’m more me now than I was when you were the bully in Cona Park. I’m more me now than than I was when I was the sum of all my parts.

Now, I’m sweeter than the summer pain, and I see farther now than I did before and after all the rain. I am more me now that you’re gone.

You’re no real friend, I learned though, how to pretend. I’m not sure how I’ll even end this stupid charade.

I am more me now that you’re gone…