Can't sleep

Woke at 3:30 again. Too much stuff
Maybe it is the rain I hear crackling tapping or the wind I hear billowing blowing. Maybe it isn't heart yearning to make love perfect with all it's imperfections. Maybe it is me. Maybe it is you. Maybe

What maybe will be maybe. I can't change a thing. It doesn't matter how unhappy you are or I am or the family. It is all in his court and he uses every excuse do. Let go let God I say to you. You have those two little loves. Their lives so precious. I wish I could change things but I can't. For you for him. It just sucks for us too