No, it’s fine. I didn’t need my heart.
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Oh god it hurts why would you ever
The meteor was coming.
Oh, God, it was coming and she didn’t know what to do. Her son, her beautiful little son, pressed close to her side, craning his neck to look up at his Mother.
“Mummy, why is everyone moving? There’s plenty of food here.” He asked in his sweet, innocent voice.
“Because, my sweet, sometimes it is best that we move on. It is our way.” She replied, forcing the words past the lump in her throat.
“Oh,” Her son said, turning his gaze to the fiery rock in the sky that would spell their deaths out for them, “the old Triceratops told me it was cuzza that rock. He said the rock could hurt us real bad.” He continued, not understanding what he meant by those words in his innocence.
“Triceratops is being silly, he just wanted to tease you one more time before he left.” She lied, choking on her tears. Oh, God, he son, her lovely son, was going to die not understanding.
She turned her face to the meteor- it was close now. It wouldn’t be long. Swinging her head around, she dropped her face to her sons and nuzzled him one last time. “Let’s play a game, yes? And then we’ll go join the others.” She suggested.
“Okay! What game shall we play, Mummy?”
“Let’s play pretend. We will imagine the sort of place we would like to move to, and when we open our eyes, that’s where we shall be.”
“How do we play?”
One last look at the meteor- it was almost time.
“Close your eyes and imagine the place, and count to thirty out loud. Just like when we play Hide-and-Seek.” She curled herself around her son, both of them now laid on the beach.
“Ok, Mummy. 1, 2, 3, 4…”
She watched the meteor approach with sad eyes, and just before it hit land she turned her head, laying it and her neck over her son and bracing herself.
Her son had not yet said 30, but it was over.
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WOW THANKS FOR SHITTING ALL OVER MY HEART
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Girl: I think I like you.
Boy: Really? I think you must be mistaken your feelings.
Girl: No, I like you.
Boy: I don’t think you like me. I think you like the company. I think you like the conversations we have. I think that you like that someone listens. You like that someone is always there for you. But, you should remove me from the equation and place someone else in my spot, you would feel the same way. So you see, you like the feeling; but not ME.
Girl: Please don’t tell me what I feel. I like you…. in fact, I love you.
Boy: Would you do me a favor?
Boy: I want you to close your eyes and imagine the following. Imagine yourself in ten years. I want you to imagine how you look in ten years. What kind of clothes will you wear, what you will be working. Imagine your family and how they look. Your future car. Imagine your kids on Saturday afternoon as they play in the backyard. I want you to imagine their first bike ride. I want you to get in all there. Imagine your house, furniture, everything. I want you to imagine your life. Okay, can you see it all in front of you?
Girl: Yeah. I see it.
Boy: Now, did you see me anywhere?
Girl: Yes I did.
Boy: And where would that be?
Girl: Well, obviously your were right there with the kids. After all, you are there father!!!
Boy: *long pause* I love you too.