Momma~

I know you do your best.
Well, sometimes.
You don't always make the right choices.
When you don't, it really hurts me inside.
You should be looking out for me,
But instead, your daughter is looking out for you.
I struggle with knowing you'll be gone much sooner than necessary.
You're destroying your body.
Little by little.
I guess you just don't care.
I guess you've given up in this life,
Only because you weren't dealt the best cards.
I beg you to make a change, but I can see it.
I can see it in your eyes.
You have given up.
It kills me inside.
I want to see you sitting on the first row at my wedding.
But when I look over, I know you won't be there.
I don't see how people handle loosing their momma.
I can't imagine being without mine.
I know that day is coming.
Just way too soon...