The calendar keeps sneaking up on me.
I'm leaving home soon.
I think about how everyone will keep living their lives
and all will go on without me
and it keeps me from worrying about my mother.

My father doesn't have
anyone else.

A child of divorced parents,
I've understood the reasons,
accepted them,
and seen it as the best.

I only recently asked myself
when I go
who will
give him hugs
just because
and who will
ask him how he's feeling?

I worry he'll think
I've stopped caring.

I worry he'll think
I don't love him.

I worry that a phone call
simply to say hi
isn't the same.
And he'll feel I've left him
and moved on.

And who will be left there for him?