Part 1

It’s 2:06 AM and I’m missing my mom and missing him, recalling the memories of our last deep kiss before his leaving, and me kissing my mom forehead before she leaves me forever. And now I’m wondering about some things that probably he and she do right now, sleep probably is the best answer but in a different term of sleep. And another thought jumps in and it’s about how can someone wonderful like them could love me without any requisition or how if after all this time the truth is they don’t love me that much and his leaving out of town means he really leaves me just like what she did, but deep down something whispers that he’s not that kind of guy but the other throws me a question “then what kind of guy he is?” and I couldn’t find any proper answer, because my mom really leaves me and I don’t really know what kind of a woman she is.