You know, when we were little, you couldn’t have...

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

“You know, when we were little, you couldn’t have been more than five, you’d just started asking questions. How come we didn’t have a mom; Why do we always have to move around; Where’d Dad go.. when he’d take off for days at a time. I remember I begged you, quit askin’ Sammy. Man, you don’t wanna know. I just wanted you to be a kid, just for a little while longer. I always tried to protect you, keep you safe. Dad didn’t even have to tell me. This was always my responsibility, you know. It’s like, I had one job. I had one job. And I screwed it up. I blew it. And for that I’m sorry. I guess that’s what I do. I let down the people I love. I let Dad down, and now I guess I’m supposed to let you down too. How can I? Am I supposed to live with that? What am I supposed to do? Sammy… God.. What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to do?”