Here we are, she and I…alone in this world.

We have all the help we need; she is as happy as she could wish for and still I feel as miserable as the beginning. All my fears have vanished but yet, I feel the pain so sharp; I feel I am alone. He left, he is in Colombia now… 6 hours of difference and nearly a month without feeling him breathing by our side. He left…her father also left and it seems I’ve been born to be left alone…always alone.

I only want my daughter to grow and help me feel I’m not that lonely anymore… Is it a crime? Why do I always need a man by my side?? Why can’t I just be happy with her?