Allysyn Bryant - It Still Hurts

'Come back, please, Come back'
I had said. I had screamed. I had begged. I had cried.
They didn't turn back. They didn't come back.
The two people that I thought I could trust.
Left me. Left my brother and I.
They said that they cared.
That they'd always be there.
But then they left me, left us.
I said. I screamed. I begged. I cried.
'Come back, please, Come back'

There I stood, at no older then 3,
watching them leave,
standing in the middle of the street, whispering
'Come back, please, please, Come back'
Even though I had know that this was the last time
that I'd see them, speak to them, hug them
it still hurt more then i ever thought it would.

Once we stopped I knew, my brother and I, both knew
The tear in my Mother's eye...
The look on my Father face...
I stared to cry, cuz at once I knew,
This was the last time.
Though I didn't understand.
I was only 3, my brother 5.
He knew. My brother did,
He understood and he was mad.
Mad at me for crying,
Mad at them for leaving,
And Mad at God for letting them.
Later on, He told me,
that he knew all along
that it was only a matter of time before they did,
and that it wasn't because of me, or him.

To this day I don't know why...
But I do remember it all like yesterday.
I still have dreams,13 years later,
I still have dreams of that day.

I remember...
... My Mother and how she cried,
and those small tears trailing down her face
from soft brown eyes just like mine.
...My Father with all of his promises
and how he broke them all
even the one where he promised to call.
Even after 13 years,
they're still gone.

So tell me,
How do you tell your 3