It doesn’t feel right…

It doesn’t feel right

To dream of a future

To dream at all

Living in the now

Is all we can manage?

The past has been left suspended

The future seems frozen

As though someone has forgotten

To write the most important piece:

An Ending…

Share, breathe

Literally watching you grow

I long for my freedom

But ache in the knowledge

I am learning so much about you.

About us.

Our bubble.

I am watching you change

I see it in the ways you express your emotions.

You are challenged

But safe.

Safe with me,

In our bubble.

My mind is the worst place I can be,

At the end of the day.

It is busy

It feels stressed,

No space for clarity.

No space to make sense.

Thoughts are crowded and haywire.

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