tuesday

Maybe this isn't a final goodbye, but I don't know. The only thing I know is I needed to tell him that I'm going home. I only have this month left, so about two weeks to change everything.

He doesn't need to worry. I'll be safe, far from the people who hurt me every single day, and close to the ones I love the most and who care about me. But at the same time, I'll be far away from him. And the only thing I can do is pray for him to continue being protected, loved, and most of all, happy.

I'll miss him every day and every moment. I wanted to say goodbye, but I know I can't. I'm afraid that this goodbye might ruin anything. Even if the chance is small, it's the only thing I don't want to happen for him. I don't want to ruin his mind, thoughts, or life. Ever.

You know, kids, your father is very busy right now, so don't bother him. I'll just send this text and pray every day for a better and happier life, for me and for him. Neither of us will be there if he needs it someday, so cheer for him to be safe, okay? Even though we know he will be fine without me.