In the absence of me
I can imagine their lives,
Free of the burden I bring
Free from worrying of what new problems are arising,
And how I will cope with yet more to carry.
I see the love in their eyes, their thoughtful worlds of encouragement at the simplest triumphs and it hurts
Everytime it hurts, though I feel the joy mine and theirs.
It hurts because I know,
And I want,
But it’s not for me
And I dont know why
Kayt
11-11-22
