Bikers Were Painting My Dead Mother’s House Pink At 4AM And I Didn’t Know Any Of Them

single day you were gone. I loved you when you didn’t call. I loved you when you said you were busy. I loved you when you forgot my birthday. I loved you on the days I couldn’t get out of bed.

I never stopped.

Come home when you’re ready. The door’s unlocked.

Mom

Walt found me on the bench. I was holding the list in one hand and the wooden box in the other.continue reading …