#thinking of him...

shirt that says "i ❤ making my son punch himself in the stomach"

twice not remembering his childhood or his parents much at all because he lost everything so suddenly and instead of receiving any sort of help, he was left to his own devices. and it was just too hard to think of the past. didn't even get any of his parent's things, nothing to remember them by, and he'll always wonder what happened to their belongings. to his belongings. and as he avoids the memories, they slowly begin to fade as the years go by. and he realizes the error too late. now he can't remember what they looked like, can't remember the sounds of their voices. can't recall the names of his friends in school or that one girl in his class who asked him to walk her home or the neighbor's puppy who he watched once when they went on vacation or the teacher who introduced him to his favorite book or the song his dad would hum when getting dressed every morning or the itchy feel of that beaten up cap his parents would stuff his head in on summer days when he wanted to go play or the smell of his mother's perfume when she'd take him to run errands