Don't worry

"Don't worry too much, that's how you'll end up getting hurt", I said without looking over at my shoulder.

The kid stared with his bright eyes sparkling with tears, and sweaty shaking hands which couldn't handle their first abandonment. I looked over to realize my advice wasn't for him but rather for me: I realized that no matter how much we grew up we're still that kid in the playground waiting for mommy that will never arrive. I realized that life isn't all sugar and candy-like we once dreamed it would be, but rather tears and blood drips. I walked towards him and proceeded: "Worrying makes it tough, and bad things will happen regardless of how good of a person you are! Maybe you never skip classes, and maybe recycle too; but when the bad news hit, the mailman wouldn't skip your doorstep.

Life was never meant to be the playground of Adam and Eve, but the test of their love. It was never meant to be dances in the rain, but rather teachings of the circumstances for us to slow dance in the heart of the storm.

We're the kids of abandonment, the children born from the hunger of times. We were eaten raw as kids and we never knew the taste of rest. As restless as we may be, we learned to love our bruises and the cigarettes burns on our backs.

Look at me, kid, and remember that no matter how much you worry about her and him, they'll never stay, even if you're good; that's just how life works! No matter how long you wait for them in the rain or protect them from the heat, they'll leave! If they don't, you'll grow to realize that they left from the inside and that you've been living only with their ghost!