parents anyway. they’re cardboard
cutouts. i mean, aren’t
parents supposed to care about their
kids? care for their
kids? not abuse them or use them or
lose track of them.
and aren’t they supposed to care for
each other? not use
each other or lose the love that was
once central to each
others existence. not toss each other
aside because life
three a curveball their way, even if it
was a major curveball.
no wonder i’m a little paranoid
about giving away my
love. what if i go ahead, give it, and he
decides to re-gift it?