WHEN YOU NEED BOUNDARIES There is a storeroom inside our hearts and it is where we keep all our guilt / the guilt of knowing that even though we love our parents / we are happier when we are not in their company / A friend once told me that growing up meant that your parents go from being gods to human / that losing faith in them is a rite of passage / Once we were young enough to believe / they were both gods / that magic was real / before ‘because I said so’ stopped being good enough / and instead became the storm before the hurricane starts / before resentment tinged the edges of every
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