And when you leave I'm going to cry like a baby. The
same way a toddler does, when she misses her mummy. When I get
the phone call or see it with my own eyes, and discover that my
parents have died, that's going to be a massive blow. I
don't know why I'm thinking about this now, but I am and
it kills me to think about seeing them go. Life's gonna be so
different and I know I'll see them again, but it'll be so
much harder without my best of friends. But I guess we take this
life one day at a time, I'll cross that bridge when my tires
arrive at it, so let's not stress. Mum and dad are alive
right now, and in a couple hours they'll be tucked into bed.
A new day will begin and I'll feel at ease. Dad and mum will
go on about their day, and I'll carry on with my average
Thursday.