She loved me before I was me

She loved me before I was me

she loved me before i was baby-soft skin and a gummy smile.

a fresh slate–
a bundle of joy

before my tear- stained face.

what if she grows to hate me

like everyone else?

i’m not perfect–

you can count the cracks.

one day, she’ll tally them up
and throw them right back.

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