Booglebug

She sat there                        In the waiting room        Legs neatly folded over each other. Her tired eyes stared at the ground,    Defeated.          Her once beautiful face                                                Withered From  a thousand sleepless moons.        She cried.                           Reading a text from a man she perhaps once loved She looked down to a girl at her side whom I could only assume was her daughter.               She squeezed her daughters’ hand, assuring her everything was going to be all right.                                                               Although I knew it