Daddy

Feelings can be very overwhelming. I am bobbing and weaving, darting though whatever space I can find between small fractions of sanity, happiness, and contentment. I wish for so much, and I really shouldn't. My love affair with all these memories is just pulling me further from what could possibly be construed as my feet on the ground. I am floating, I wanna float up to you. There no air for me to breathe where there is no ground. Let me be happy for us. I am. But let me stay there.