I see blank.
My hearing blocks when you are talked about and yet I still wish you all the best.
Struggling. Knowing full well that I am calling you because of her dishearten's me for I should contact you because I want to.
Because I love you well, I think I do.
That area of warmth is getting colder..
She saw straight through me as she asked whether I cared about your well being.
The silence revealed my thoughts
She doesn't know who I am anymore.
"My child I raised you into a man that has no heart to forgive and move on"
I wish to tell her I am still that loving son.
Its just him that done us wrong.