I watch him walk away every day;
He's the product of their story;
Their story is not sad;
It is riddled with mistakes;
large helpings of unforgiveness;
It is spiced with masked emotions;
cooked into anger and resentment.
They have replaced trust with frivolous expectations;
He has shut his heart to all of these;
He knows how to be here but then;
He has mastered the art of walking out of his body...