but when i finally did, i grabbed a hold of each arm and stared him straight in the eyes and asked him "why? why run away?"
he glared back at me, "because nothing goes the way i want it to!"
i let my arms rest at my sides and let him stand before me, so frustrated with the world and the decisions he wanted to make. all these unfair personal attacks - i could see why he wanted to run.
i opened my mouth, "child, you're still getting attention, just not from where you want it."

then it hit me.