Where Do I Begin?
I may never see you again. My child that I loved whilst carrying you protectively inside of me for nine months. I worry where you are, who you are with and how you are being treated. I know you are thinking I don't need a mother. I am your mother and I need you to need me. I am lost. I am broken. I will never be whole again without you. I love you. I love you. My child. My daughter.