Day 1- I Don't Know
28. 02. 25.
My Lil Boy,
I still remember you—
like a whisper in the wind,
like rain slipping through the sun,
like a dream I wake up reaching for,
but could never truly touch.
You said we'd meet again,
but you never promised you'd stay.
And yet, I hold on,
not to a vow, not to love,
but to the mere thought of you.
Some days, I wish you'd return.
Some days, I hope you don’t,
so this ache can fade
instead of waiting in the shadows,
counting down days to nothing.
I don’t know if I love you now.
All I know is—
sometimes, I long for you,
sometimes, I don’t,
and sometimes, I don’t even know
what I want anymore.
~ Yours.
