That's My Boy

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I stand there for a minute

and then

I close the door

and smile.

My smile turns into

giggles.

I belly flop

onto my bed,

splashing panties

everywhere.

This is so Jackson.

He gets mad.

He throws a little tantrum.

We laugh about it.

I remember

the time

I decided to go

to the day spa

with my girlfriends

instead of hanging

with him.

He waited outside the spa

until we walked up.

He pulled me aside,

all pissed off,

and told me

I totally ruined his day.

He said, "I had something special planned."

"Special?" I asked,

wondering what exactly that meant.

He shrugged

and pulled two

basketball tickets

out of his pocket.

I burst out laughing and

punched him in the arm.

"Basketball is not special!"

He couldn't help it.

He started laughing too.

Then he pulled me

into his arms

and whispered

in my ear,

"I just love you so much.

I want to be with you always."

It's like I can hear him

repeating those words now.

I go to work

putting the stuff back

where it belongs.

The room starts to warm up,

which makes the ice in the igloo

start to

m

     e

           l

                 t

and I whisper into the silence of the night,

"I want to be with you always too."

Like a warm summer breeze

in my head,

I hear his words.

This is so hard for me, Ava.

I want it to be like it was before.

I'll try to be more understanding.

Please forgive me?

Like he even

has to ask.

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