A wink and a wave and you’re off to your family. I’ll sit and watch as the taxi lights distantly fade. I guess I always thought it’d end this way.
Lover you may cause me tears, drag me through the best of years, but I love you so
I would follow every direction. Just lace up your shoes while I’m fetching a sleeping bag and tent.
Today’s the day I realized that I could be loved. It echoed through the park that night. He wasn’t our son. He belonged to everyone.