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Abby Aug 23
Of all the places in the house you could be
You’re sitting on me
Sharing a moment in time
Oh, isn’t this divine

And then you're gone.
The honour of having your cat choose your lap. Soothing but usually fleeting.
Abby Jul 14
The rain surrounds me
With whispers of empathy
Abby Jul 14
Here I am
Sat on the opposite side
A different perspective
Light and dark
How easy it would be to walk over there
That angle
That viewpoint
But I choose here
I choose this angle today
I choose light
Bright
Birds singing

I have made anchors here
I have made roots
I have planted seeds and
Spent years watering them

So I’m not afraid of over there
I know I’ll pass by again at some point
But I think I can come back

I can come back
I have roots here
And I see that
Here
In the sunshine
Exists
I was thinking about looking at the same thing from different perspectives and the different experiences that happen depending on where you’re looking at ‘it’ from.
Abby Jun 29
My eyes sting
From searching for answers
My head aches
From the noise of my thoughts
A torturous dripping-tap of anxiety
Thought after thought
Overlapping
Like the piles of papers surrounding me
Fact, fiction, dates, past, future
The absence of now
All ******* up
Into a weighty ball of
Stuff
Rolling around
With no direction
It makes
No sense
Abby Jun 22
Heavy
Is closer to the truth
My skin feels heavy on my body
Heavy around my eyes
Hanging off my jaw

My brain feels thick
Murky
Eyes unfocused
And not trying

Hot furrowed brow
Heart beat quick
And pained
Hidden under a shallow movement of chest
I don’t even know if I’m breathing

Hot pools lurk behind my tired eyes
The word ‘sad’ is too small and simple for such a feeling.
Abby Jun 19
Every time I say
“I love you”
It feels so insignificant
Compared to the way
I feel about you
Abby Jun 10
Your support is the trumpeting
Daffodils that encourage and
Congratulate me on my way

Your beauty is the carefully placed
Soft flowers and
Diamond dewdrops

Your shelter is the blossom
Flowing and dancing
Above me

Your love is a blanket of
Twinkling frost
Covering everything good and sad
With unconditional promise

And the glowing morning sun
Your warm, soft hand
Gently touching my face
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