I remembered you with anger
I convinced myself that you were
Cruel and evil
It was easier that way
But now I remember you
The real you
Kind and sweet and caring
Attentive and patient and lovely
You were wonderful and
You gave me something wonderful
But I was too young to let go
Of you, of our time together
And so I dressed you in wolf skin
I called you names, I hated you
I hurt you.
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