how i wish i could tell you my
everything.
how i wish you could accept my everything.
miraculously you'll take my side.
you'll understand my words clearly,
you'll apologise sincerely.
you'll give me a motherly hug.
from then you would try to not repeat the same mistakes.
it's not too much to ask for.
but for you it's simply impossible.
and for that reason,
i am perpetually wounded
with a mum shaped hole in my chest that you can't ever
fill.