Apple crisp at midnight

One of the only times I ever remember cuddling with my mum, was the time my dad left (oh, he left many times actually, but this was one of the worst).

My mum made apple crisp for her and I and we curled up in a reclining chair together, listening to a movie. I remember falling asleep against her. Waking up many times because I was so uneasy. Weary, exhausted... So was she. But so much more, I'm sure.

Every time a relationship ends, I feel the same way as that did. Just lost and hopeless and loved but unwanted by one so I feel like I can never be happy again. Worthless and unwanted