The first day I spend with him actually caring for me was at the same day as my grandmothers funeral

He took me back to the place he once also got to call home

A privilege he long lost

One I now no longer own

He took me back when the people became too much

My eyes red, cheeks puffy and head pounding

He played with me. With something I got for christmas

A holiday back then split in two

One I now no longer celebrate

He tried to make me feel better

Remorse could be seen in his eyes when he realized 

He never learned how to handle me in moments like these