You're Not Here Anymore and That’s Okay
The day you got sick was the day that everything in my past came back to my head in my thoughts. When we were younger we had it very hard, you were a strict old school Mexican dad. Your beliefs were the way you were raised as a young boy. So we had it very hard, we weren’t aloud to do a lot of things that other family members and friends that I knew could do, it was what you said and that’s it. We had it rough growing up, you and my mom always fighting. Physical and mental abuse was in the picture for a very long time, and me and my siblings grew up thinking it was normal and okay. Now it came to that day the day my mom would leave you this last time and never go back with you after 15 years of this hell back and fourth, she finally had the courage to say enough is enough. You both separated and found other lovers, the guy that she is with is a low life. Now I’m wishing you both were together because it’s starting to suck and I hate this guy.