My mother cried
and through a fir when she saw my hair.
You were standing off to the side,
unable to react.
My mother crumbled to her knees
by my side, weaving
her trembling fingers through
my chopped hair, sobbing.
"my boy..." She cried.
"You had hair just like my little boy."
"he's dead!" The words ripped from my mouth
before i can stop them, and i slap
my mother's hand away,
suddenly furious.
"Your my mom!"
And suddenly you are holding me back,
as i scream at my flinching mother, cowering in the corner
When I slump against your chest,
i let you hold me,
and i pretend not to notice
the tears streaming down your face.
This is the last time I let you hold me.
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𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐈𝐄, park jimin ✓
Fanfiction❝WHEN ITS DARK ENOUGH YOU CAN SEE THE STARS❞
