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Author's Note; To lose a parent is hard, especially if your relationship with him/her hasn't been the best. Also this is a kind of deathfic (Lucas lives at the end of the story though :)
So Much To Tell You,
written by Whipper
It hurts to see you like this. In my mind you will always be beautiful. I will always remember you young, dancing with a glass of champagne in your hands. Smiling as you sing along in "I Will Survive". The way you did the day you and dad divorced.
Oh, mom. I never truly understood you. I never understood why you married dad, why you had a baby... why you didn't want to take care of me. God, I wish I had a second chance at asking you all those things I really need to know. A second chance to tell you all those things I need you to know before it's too late.
I want to tell you that I love you because I never told you that.
Your eyes are so very dull and it scares me. You scare me, mom. Because this... this is so wrong. You were still young when I last saw you. Still smiling with eyes that were alive and laughing. And now... now I'm here to say goodbye.
I have so much to tell you, mom. About me, about who I have become. I want you to know about the people I love, the places I've been to and all the things I have learned. But there's no time for that. The nurses tell me you have very little time left now. There's just a couple of hours left before it's all too late.
Maybe I should say that I forgive you? For not being there. But I don't know you well enough to forgive. I don't know your reasons for leaving me with dad. For not calling me on my birthday, for not answering my mails... I don't know why you didn't love me enough. I always thought that it was my fault. Now I don't know what to think anymore.
I don't know, mom. I just wish I was still a child and you the mother I always wished I had. Because then I could just wake you up and you'd hold me in your arms and you'd make it all right again. But I'm a man now... and you were never the perfect mom.
When I disappared you and dad went to my funeral. I know that because I saw a picture of you and dad holding hands in an old newspaper. And I want you to know that I will attend at your funeral too.
I'm here now, mom. You wont be alone.
Author's Note; To lose a parent is hard, especially if your relationship with him/her hasn't been the best. Also this is a kind of deathfic (Lucas lives at the end of the story though :)
So Much To Tell You,
written by Whipper
It hurts to see you like this. In my mind you will always be beautiful. I will always remember you young, dancing with a glass of champagne in your hands. Smiling as you sing along in "I Will Survive". The way you did the day you and dad divorced.
Oh, mom. I never truly understood you. I never understood why you married dad, why you had a baby... why you didn't want to take care of me. God, I wish I had a second chance at asking you all those things I really need to know. A second chance to tell you all those things I need you to know before it's too late.
I want to tell you that I love you because I never told you that.
Your eyes are so very dull and it scares me. You scare me, mom. Because this... this is so wrong. You were still young when I last saw you. Still smiling with eyes that were alive and laughing. And now... now I'm here to say goodbye.
I have so much to tell you, mom. About me, about who I have become. I want you to know about the people I love, the places I've been to and all the things I have learned. But there's no time for that. The nurses tell me you have very little time left now. There's just a couple of hours left before it's all too late.
Maybe I should say that I forgive you? For not being there. But I don't know you well enough to forgive. I don't know your reasons for leaving me with dad. For not calling me on my birthday, for not answering my mails... I don't know why you didn't love me enough. I always thought that it was my fault. Now I don't know what to think anymore.
I don't know, mom. I just wish I was still a child and you the mother I always wished I had. Because then I could just wake you up and you'd hold me in your arms and you'd make it all right again. But I'm a man now... and you were never the perfect mom.
When I disappared you and dad went to my funeral. I know that because I saw a picture of you and dad holding hands in an old newspaper. And I want you to know that I will attend at your funeral too.
I'm here now, mom. You wont be alone.