waiting..

dad:honey im leaving to the train come sit to the bench to wait for me you:ok *days passed* you:mom? mom:yes? you:where is dad going mom:*sigh* i cannot tell you ok? you:ok mom *months passed* you 34 years old:* a tear drops down from you* mom:its ok son as long im here for you.. *later* you:*Crying in bed while you get in your blanket*