His unfocused gaze
at the commercial on television
hardened yet again.
I watch his grip
tighten on the remote,
his knuckles turning
white.
"When will things go back
to the way they were?" he growls.
He wasn't talking about
the commercials.
I turn away
and
blankly stare at
the television too,
wondering the
same
****
thing.
Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 9:33 PM UTC
His unfocused gaze
at the commercial on television
hardened yet again.
I watch his grip
tighten on the remote,
his knuckles turning
white.
"When will things go back
to the way they were?" he growls.
He wasn't talking about
the commercials.
I turn away
and
blankly stare at
the television too,
wondering the
same
****
thing.
I'm growing up and we're growing apart.
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