So I’m out again. Almost one year trying and two miscarriages. When will be our time💔 I just sat and wrote down some words and this is what I’m left with:

“Another month, another negative

I want you now, more than I ever did

Every cycle, every test, is so repetitive.

Another day, another bump I see

Another thought of how I wish, that was me

Another tear, another one asking when its my turn

I wish I’d known I wish I’d known,

when it’s someone else it hurts.”