half lives
i think about it often
the half of my life
the half of my life i will live without my parents
i may be a mother then but i won’t have one
no mom to call just to see what she did that day
no dad to tease me, watch shows with
i often forget that my parents had a life before me
that this is their first time living
but it’s the second half of their life
a half they are now beginning without their own parents
it devastates me
to think that i wasn’t there for half their life
and they won’t be their for half of mine
-m.n.
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