I miss my son but i miss more him

I miss my son�"
and the only comfort I hold
is knowing he is safe
in his father’s care.

Yet I miss *him* even more,
for he is lost in a maze,
a place he cannot escape
without me beside him.

I know my son misses me too,
and I whisper to him in silence�"
“I am here, my love,
standing with someone who is suffering.”

I believe he will understand,
the depth of my love,
and one day,
he will forgive me.

Every breath we take
feels twisted with pain,
as if some unseen evil
tries to break us�"
making us bleed
from wounds we never chose.

But we are not afraid.
We will stand,
we will fight this war,
we will protect what is ours.

Evil may think it is powerful,
but evil remains evil�"
and one day it will fall,
caught in the very web it spins.

My son�"
he is my life.
Yet my life is not whole
without *him*.

And in this torn heart,
I carry them both�"
love divided,
but never less.

---
Jessy Jacob ❤️