Americana

I wake up in a dark room. Alone.

I look to the corner of the room

There's a note.

It says 'we will be back in two hours princess,

Love and hate, Kaid.'

My stomach growls, but the only

Thing I can think about is

Jen.

She's going to die soon.

I need to say my goodbyes.

She's like a mother to me.

I need to thank her for everything.

It's the least I could do.

She didn't have to care for me,

But she chose too.

I couldn't ask for a better mother.

I just wish she didn't have to live her life likes this.

She's so young.

She's only 34.

She hasn't found love, has no kids.

Because she was too busy taking care of me.

She deserves the world.

I just wished I could've given it too her.