but see your
mom
in this photo.
we used to
come to this place,
and walk
down this same street,
and talk about
a future with you,
before you were you,
and watch similar
clouds roll
over us.
and last year i
was here with you,
but you couldn’t walk,
and you had no
words for the
things you loved
and hated.
and now…
you walk these
streets with me,
picking up [...]
i love it when
you do things
like this.
i mean, a few
years ago i would
have thought,
“damn…that kid is getting crumbs all over my bed.”
but now…
now i just
look at you
and smile,
thinking about
how you are the
one who
can make the
shittiest day ever
disappear in seconds.
not sure
where i’d
be without you,
but i [...]
you’ve got to
start earning your
keep, kid.
plus you’re never
gonna see this white
stuff in los angeles,
so enjoy it while
you can.
(where did your right hand go?)