Apart

With Her

What else is there to do?

I would give anything to stay here.

To stay home.

To not move to California.

Which I don't really know,Where I never stepped foot until now.

Along the Car ride,I had fallen asleep.

I don't know if I was just tired.

Or if I drank too much.

Either way it was peacful.No one to disturb me.No one to Tell me what to do.

My eyes snap open,I realize now the car ride is over and my Father has begun to unpack.

I get out of the old,Smelly car and looked around at our new home.

An Apartment..well,I shouldn't be surprised.

"Are you just gonna stand there and do nothing?"My father shouts at me.

Before calming himself down.Yes.He has anger problems.

"I'm sorry"I mumble under my breath and began to take big heavy boxes along with me.

An hour or so,I was in my own room.My Father in another room.

Boxes lay around me but I'm still tired.

I decide to do Atleast one Box before I drink myself to sleep.

But that was a mistake.

As I looked down into the box.A frame of Me and My mother is the first on top,

I looked at the photo,There was something different about me.

I was.......Happy.

A Tear ran down my cheek.Darn it.I hate Crying.

I Hate being weak.

But sometimes you just have to let it all go.

Right now.I just wanted to give myself away

I would do anything to Be there.

With my Mother.

I would do Anything to  be With Her.

Just One More time.