not broken just bent

andthenwesetheartsaside:

Well my dad was sick,
and my mom she cared for him.
Her love it nursed him back to life.
And me, I ran. I couldn’t even look at him
for fear I’d have to say goodbye.

And as I start to leave
he grabs me by the shoulder and he tells me:
“Whats left to lose? You’ve done enough.
And if you fail well then you fail but not to us.
‘Cause these last three years, I know they’ve been hard.
But now its time to get out of the desert and into the sun;
even if its alone.”

On Your Porch , The Format