spent the day babysitting
swinging from decidedly amused and entertained
to exasperated and annoyed
to just experiencing pangs of longing
its like stepping back into a world that has been so delicately shut out
trapped between the familiar and the foreign
triggering countless memories
coming to terms with and acquainting myself with the new
but i guess everythings pretty much the same
its just that the feelings and circumstances are different
does that mean i've changed?
but either way,
i enjoyed them nonetheless
as always.

my baby's broken
and i'm sad