Theea
see the city and the ocean mist
I do as he asks, and I finally loosen my hold on him to lean back. I meet his eye as he brushes streaks of tears from beneath my eyes, tucks my hair back.
Some part of me knows he was too heavy for me, too heavy for us both, but somehow it feels like an excuse. My lip still trembling as fresh tears fall. I can't seem to shake the feeling of his hand slipping from mine like sand through open fingers. I bite my lip and still hold onto him, moving my gaze all over his face, refreshing my memory, realizing all the details I had started to lose.
I sniffle again, and my brow furrows at his promise. I stare at him like I'm trying to comprehend what he means.
"But Mort will call you back," I whisper, and shake my head. "I've never heard of more than a night."
It's hard to breathe again. My eyes fill, but I force myself to smile as best I can for him. "It's really good to see you Dad," I whisper, and sniffle again, and sudden;y my eyes widen. "We have to get to Mom before you go!"
Some part of me knows he was too heavy for me, too heavy for us both, but somehow it feels like an excuse. My lip still trembling as fresh tears fall. I can't seem to shake the feeling of his hand slipping from mine like sand through open fingers. I bite my lip and still hold onto him, moving my gaze all over his face, refreshing my memory, realizing all the details I had started to lose.
I sniffle again, and my brow furrows at his promise. I stare at him like I'm trying to comprehend what he means.
"But Mort will call you back," I whisper, and shake my head. "I've never heard of more than a night."
It's hard to breathe again. My eyes fill, but I force myself to smile as best I can for him. "It's really good to see you Dad," I whisper, and sniffle again, and sudden;y my eyes widen. "We have to get to Mom before you go!"
i wish you could be here for this
