She abandoned him in an airport.

A cold muggy day, she thinks but she can’t really recall.

Afterward she ate strawberries because they were staring back at her like a child.

Emotionless and tired yet a weight lifted from her shoulders.

She hadn’t been a good mother, now that she was all alone.

Though she wasn’t alone now, he wasn’t really there either.

Decisions weren’t a choice she was good at, at that time.

He was selfish and didn’t want to support her, since the other one had gone away.

Everyone had told her what to do and she couldn’t seem to think straight.

All the ways she had felt were right, ended up being wrong.

She had sliced her wrists to keep him there and then they had run away but got caught.

Each direction she faced always pushed her back to the end.

When he came into this world, she felt she could wish him to success.

She whispered great words into his ears, practicing majick before she knew how.

But the Gods had other plans and she was not smart enough for them.

They had pushed her to the limits and she had no more strength to climb.

Homeless she was taken in. It seemed like forever. Nothing ever is.

It will only be a few weeks she told herself, I will get back on my feet and this will all be over.

A few weeks went to a few years and the games they did play.

The pawn was the target of manipulating her back this way.

Her heart had broken and her soul was sold a million times or more. It seemed.

Never could she ever get back the moment that was stolen.

She prayed and dreamed and planned and schemed but the plans were made long ago, before she was even born.

Nothing ever seemed to be hers, even that which she had brought into this world.

Life is precious except when it is taken and then it is as if it never happened.

For a mother to lose her only child and never have it replaced.

Especially one that is paraded around and taught to hate you.

And grows up in another world and looks like someone else.

Once a sweet dream that seemed like you had finally done something right.

Now was an absent child, one you don’t remember even when you see him.

Always looking for the little boy you said goodbye to at the gate.

Always waiting for the doors to re-open and the nightmare to close with a happy ending.

Nothing is forever, there are only faint moments in time.

Those ones that change your life and give you hope.

The times that make you think that now it will be different.