To The Man Who Showed Me What Love Should Never Look Like
You never chased my mom around the house to tickle her sides or squeeze her in a tight hug. Instead, you chased her into the doorway to pin her wrists and scream in her face.
You never chased my mom around the house to tickle her sides or squeeze her in a tight hug. Instead, you chased her into the doorway to pin her wrists and scream in her face.
I had good days without you. I’ve been successful at work, happy in my home, and I am running again. The sunrises are beautiful again. I don’t wake up crying anymore, and though this feels so selfish and terrible to admit, I have been happy since the loss of you. I thought I was healing.