Where you’re on the phone with someone you care about and you’re both doing your own thing, knowing that the other cares enough to stay on the phone. Sometimes the conversation doesn’t matter, just that they’re there you know?
i’m done auredeh. can’t even have a mutual relationship with you for our son. smfh. wanna act like you can do whatever with no responsibilities then fine. go, “live your life & be you” but when you finally realize what you lost with your son, don’t bother coming back. ii text you to tell you what’s going on with him. ii try to tell you all the new things that he does every day. ii try to keep you up to date as possible with him. but ii get nothing back. if you don’t give a fuck, then just tell me. don’t front like you care. cuhz actions speak louder than words. & obviously NONE of the things ii tell you about him even phases you. so, FUCK YOU. i’m done. a father cares for his kid(s). a father is concerned for his kid(s). you, you’re naht even the definition of a father. you don’t ask about him. you don’t ask to see him. you don’t ask ANYTHING about him. your friends & sister ask more about him than you do. they actually wanna see him & make plans about seeing him. wtf do you do? NOTHING. so go off, do your little adventures & live your life the way you want it. but like ii said, when you realize what you’ve lost (again) don’t even bother coming back.
