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i want to send you a memory of that day in the snow, it was still uncorrupted by alcohol, I don't quite remember, but I'll tell you what I know from the stories I've been told. you were only 2 years old and a heart so cold that day in the snow..
I don't remember but these are the stories I know of that day in the snow where you almost froze. you're alright now because it was so long ago. I'm not alright because it all unfolded under my nose.
we threatened and cried but there was nothing we could do to get you out of the cold.
how did we not see that all was so wrong? because.. you were fucking 2 years old and he left you out in the snow with no FUCKING coat! how did we not see that he held us by our throat?
and I'm afraid you still don't see. how he held the key, how he kicked our knee. but maybe one day you'll see...
I want to send you this memory and please, promise me you'll see.
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