Photo by author: Veronica Wren
When we were new, you gifted me a metal tin of dessert tea: Dark chocolate peppermint.
I used all but the last teaspoon, afraid I’d miss it once it was gone.
Then you started to make me believe you’d be around if I wanted more.
I’ll never forgive you for that.
The decadent scent slowly fades from the empty tin.
About the Creator
Veronica Wren
Trauma sucks, recovery shouldn't.
Displaced survivor. Ex-cop turned activist researcher. Investigating abusive systems harming our health.
Forever wishing I could recover my old Vocal + account.
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