This House...

[Cosmic Mist]

I never realised how small this house is before. It's baring in on me - there are people everywhere constricting my movement so that i can't think straight or concentrate for even a single minute. Everywhere i turn there is the chaos that a small child can bring - the agony of a stressed-out, menstruating mother, and a workaholic father who seems to live with his fingers attached to the keyboard...

I never realised how easily 3 people could fill a four bedroom house and make it seem claustrophobic to the point where i need to leave just to be able to breathe once more...

I never realised how much i can get done when they are not around - uni work - research - the whole bit done in hours not weeks...

I never realised how much i enjoyed time on my own. How much bigger my room feels. How confining the atomosphere is out side...

I never realised how much i could look forward to a family holiday taken in a period making it impossible to come...

...except that now they are gone...

... i never realised how big this house can be.

... i never realised how lonely it can feel.

... i never realised how much they mean to me until they went away.

... i never realised how big this house was before...

 

[frostyangel]

I definitly have been in this situation before.. this poem screams so many different feelings to me. And it's sad how we take for granted all these things.. and not notice the truth until it's gone.