I like to think that 

the letters were for somthing

more than 

sentiment

and the flowers

were more than 

just beautiful.

I want to think that 

my grandma's reputation

and my mom's regrets

don't have to be daunting,

and sometimes the best you can do

is breath.

I need to stop thinking so much,

or so I've been told.

But I can't help but wonder

if my thoughts 

are really 

such a bad thing to have?