"You aren't lost, you are just in an uncomfortable stage of your life where your old self is gone but your new self isn't fully born yet."
I saw her sitting there,
A younger, smaller version of me,
At 9 years old, sitting on my childhood bed.
I slowly walked to her and knelt.
I took her hands in mine.
And with a small voice asked,
"Does it get any better?"
I squeezed her hands.
"Not for a long time,it doesn't get better for a long time."
She closed her eyes and tears streamed down her face.
I let go of her hands
And placed mine around her small face.
"Does anyone end up saving us?" She softly asked.
I smiled
"Yes" I said
She then looked at me , hopeful.
"Who saves us?" She asked.
I smile even bigger,
"We do. We save ourselves."
~R✨
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