A Bad Dream
Prompt: Amelia & Owen’s child wakes up from a nightmare and wants Owen.
A little lengthy & a little angsty, just how I like it. Named after the song A Bad Dream by Keane, a personal favourite of mine – strongly suggest you give them a listen xx A
I so badly wanted to hate myself for feeling this way, for resenting my own child. Let me make it clear, I love my little girl. I love her more than anyone could imagine loving another human. Yet we were having this conversation again, the conversation that ripped my heart of out my chest and sucked all the air from my lungs. She’s so young and it’s not her fault that she doesn’t understand but I don’t know how many more times or how many different ways I can explain it to her. So here we were again, her head tucked in my chest while she sniffled, silent tears streaming down my face while I stroked her hair – how did we get here?