I’ve only had the room for two weeks, and already, I have to move soon, again.
Already I have to pack up and Start Over, for the 3rd time.
Already, I have to go again,
but this time, we might not call eachother back.
This time, we might really just…. break.
There is already a huge gap between us,
but we feel forced to make it bigger, wider.
Wide enough to take two lifetimes to fix.
But we only have one lifetime.
Will this really be the end?
She is of older age,
I am only 17.
She is my MOTHER.
I am her DAUGHTER…..
