When babies are first born

 When babies are first born they don’t understand that they’re their own person

To them mama isn’t just someone who feeds them rocks them and keeps them safe
Mama is them

Your heartbeat feels like home
Your voice is the sound of safety
Your touch is comfort itself

That’s why they cry when you leave the room
That’s why they calm the second they’re in your arms
They truly believe you and them are one and the same

And maybe that’s how it’s meant to be for a while
Two souls still connected
Learning to exist side by side in a world that’s brand new to both of you 

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