Friday, May 8, 2009

So Sad, Little Boy

the little boy sits up in the dead of night and looks through the open door where a shaft of light from the hallway shines through.

he's safe lying in his parent's bed, mommy on one side, daddy on the other.

he knows something has been wrong with his mommy, she's been crying a lot. more than the little boy could ever remember.

daddy has been quiet, always holding mommy. always saying things to her in a voice the little boy has never heard him use. he's always saying, "sorry" and "i love you". and the little boy wonders what's wrong with mommy.

it started a few days ago, when papa went to sleep. since then mommy has been sad, and the little boy can't make her smile her real smile. the one that shows her teeth, the one she uses when she sees him laugh. since then the little boy has been sleeping in mommy and daddy's bed, he is afraid when they sleep.

that like papa, they won't wake the next day.

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:/

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