“What is this?”
“I swear, I haven’t used. Not since you caught me months ago that second time.” And I looked into his face. And I could see the boy who was mine and isn’t now. All that innocence that used to be.
“You lied to my face. I want to believe you. And you might be telling the truth, but I don’t trust you and that bums me out.”
I left the room. I am sobbing for the loss of my little boy who isn’t. My heart is broken, I just didn’t know it was. He said, “Sorry” and held me
and still I can’t stop crying.