CAPT.OIL SPARROW
I left early that morning. I kissed Vanessa as she slept, grabbed my suitcase, and closed the bedroom door behind me. I then tip toed into Lily-Rose’s room and bent down to brush the hair from her eyes as she clutched a little toy in her sleep. I kissed her forehead and turned off her nightlight. I then slowly opened the door into Jack’s room. He slept silently in his crib to the quiet music of a baby lullaby toy hanging above him. I put my finger by his hand and he slowly began to hold it. I then checked my watch- I had to go.
It was dark out and a black van waited outside for me. When I got in my agent immediately began telling me the schedules for the next few days. I was to fly to New York this morning, do a press conference, a photo-shoot, then fly to London to meet a director for an upcoming project, and finally be fitted for a costume there also. I put my hand to my head in fatigue as Jerry, my bodyguard, handed me a coffee.
The plane hummed and I could see the sun ready to rise in the East. I thought of my kiddies and Vanessa. They would wake up and I’d be gone, again. I then put myself in their shoes for a moment …
They have a father who is always going somewhere. I’ve missed out on a preschool musical production due to work … I’ve never been able to go a parent teacher conference. Vanessa has to call her sister up from France to come help her when I’m gone- because Lily-Rose is a ball of energy and Jack needs special attention. I imagine Lily-Rose asking her mommy where daddy is again.
When the sun’s light shone through the airplane’s windows due to it’s rising, any person could tell I had been crying.
(via starkandsparrow)





