I remember the ignorance.
-Ignorance is bliss, as they say.
I remember the comments.
-"I'm sorry to her about what happened."
"Do you know if he's okay or not?"
I remember the confusion.
-"What? What are you talking about? What happened?
I remember the shock.
-"...you didn't know your boyfriend was shot last night?"
I remember the frenzy.
-"WHAT!! Don't play like that! What happened?! Where was he?! Who shot him?!"
-I text. no reply. I call. No answer.
I remember the worry.
I remember the tears.
I remember the frustration.
the anger.
the hate.
the heartache.
I remember that phone call.
-"I know I'm not there to comfort my queen. I should be there for you to ease your pain. I should be there to hold you and wipe your tears. Just know that I love you and that everything's gonna be okay."
I remember the relief.
the calm.
I remember the belief.
-Everything's gonna be okay.

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