By Xenia
How do I explain?
That every waking moment,
I wish to go back...
Hold him a little longer.
Stay awake later.
Make the most of each second...
We won't ever know,
Why they are taken so soon.
I just want to know...
All of the flashbacks,
They won't ever understand.
I plead that they don't...
I know he is safe,
But I cannot be myself.
The me known is gone...
Momma Bear
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