This Life

My mom asked us, "How can you guys lay with one another knowing there's a possibility that one of you has slept with someone else?" I squeeze Sianna's hand. "Because we're doing this for us. No one else." "And even though our bodies may be somewhere else, we know our hearts are with each other." I finish and my mom looks at us with tears welling up in her eyes. For the first time, I see regret. Because she knows that I live this life because she wasn't there. And that Sianna will always be here. It's about my baby and I right now. Not another soul.