It hurts to say I love you.
It hurts to say goodbye.
I’m always living in fear that this is our last time.
The clock is ticking, time is running out.
I’m awake at three am thinking about it now.
I don’t want to give up, but I don’t want to get hurt.
It is hard to enjoy the good times knowing our relationship is already buried half way in the dirt.
I wish I could bottle your scent and keep it on my shelf.
Then I could take it out when I’m officially by myself.
It would bring me comfort, if even just for a moment.
Although I know would eventually turn into torment.
Instead I will just try to enjoy what we have left.
Just live in the present, soak in your light.
The plight will have to hold on another day because I need you tonight.

ADHD mom who writes for fun...or out of frustration.

ADHD mom who writes for fun...or out of frustration.