As I lay awake while sleeping another night, random thoughts and memories fill my gaze, it has been this way for some time now, the nights blurring into my days. Alone I feel in my slumber, a provider who does not provide enough. A has been that has not had enough. A caretaker that needs taken care of. Always the last to know. Each passing day brings another heartbreak. I see love all around but see none for me. I am but a passing thought through someone elses mind...