My Gravitational Pull

Of course I don’t want to leave them and they obviously don’t want to leave me.

They don’t know what I’m thinking though. I’m thinking I could die between now and my return and never see them again. I’m thinking if only I could take you back home and we all spend the day together. (If you all behave.) If I didn’t have to let you go.

Maybe I should kiss them again. Maybe I tell them I love you again. 

If there is a god, does he know that nothing can happen to me as they have already lost their father? But children lose both parents all the time…but they can’t be put through that. Surely, I won’t be killed or develop a terminal illness, disease or cancer.

Stop. My. Mind.

About bourbonbreathmom

No words can describe me;)
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