Turning Tables

Every time I hear this song I want to send it to the very ex-friend *who needed it most* the day I walked, but refrain because if I never see them again it would be too soon.  So there.

Next time, I’ll be braver, I’ll be my own savior (and already am).

(somewhere deep inside me, on good days, I hope this person is finding their way to healing. I do.  But this human place in me is just as real.)

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