It was always just about me.
You can only stand tall and mighty for so long under the crushing weight of another person’s pain.
I will never know what all you say about me behind closed doors.
You taught me that.
Sometimes I picture how different life could have been had I not chosen this path.
It’s ironic that the thing we need protection from also seems to be the only thing that can protect us.
All I ever wanted was for you to come back, and now I’m not so sure I ever needed that wish to come true.
This is the most crucial day of your life.
Some days, I love my eyes.
And others, they only remind me of all of the trauma they have seen.