It sucks being in this position. caught in between both worlds, a foot in each. wanting to move on, but having a fear of leaving. standing on the edge and wanting to be independent, but wanting to be daddy's and mommy's little girl all at the same time. leaving the bedroom yet wishing i had stayed longer for that hug, stayed to sleep between the two of them for ages and ages, not bothering about how much time would have passed, becoming a small girl all over again. wondering why on earth i walked away, and crying to myself, yet not knowing the reason for that sudden sadness.
Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
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