I know more than I say, think more than I speak and notice more than you realize.
Something pushed us apart and later brought us back together. You never told me about him and so I sat in silence for 3 years. I walk by this room and he’s sitting there; small and chubby and with these big brown eyes. It was like looking at old photos of myself. I could have felt anger for being left in the dark but a warmth filled me. How could someone so amazing be left out of my life? I pick him up, trying to figure out where the pieces go as if they’re a tower of Jenga blocks. He’s crying and all I can think about is, he doesn’t know who I am. She tells me to hold him against my chest and pat him on the back. And with time, I could slowly feel the drool on my shoulder. I could hear the silence that took the room. This is it. This is where I was supposed to be. I took the time to let everyone know that this time, I wasn’t going anywhere.