By wistful
Date: 2001 Jul 27
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[[2001.07.27.03.28.17027]]

Undone

Undone.
What have I left undone?
My bed
My bills
A thousand little things to be cleaned or put away
A hundred conversations that we will never say
Dozens of confessions to ease my troubled soul
Saying that I love you, that you make me whole
For fear that you will run
I am undone.