Every Friday we unite for five minutes to write on one word. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second-thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on nothing.
What do I want from you?
What do I need from you?
What do I expect from you?
You are not here to fill my hopes, my wishes.
You are not here for me to live through you.
You are here to be you.
You are here to complete you.
Everything else, that's all a bonus.
It is bonus that you fill me full.
It is bonus that you gave me a second childhood.
It is bonus that you are filled with my hopes, my wishes.
It is bonus that you made me realize how amazing love is.
It is bonus that I get to be your mom, that I am lucky enough to carry your weight.
But, this is you.
This is your life.
These are your dreams and I wish and hope and love and fight and worry and stress and love and love some more for you.
But, I want, I need, nothing.
You be you.
You be amazing you.
You have already given me all that I need.