And then hearing that you’re doing well and that you’re finally happy brings tears to my tired eyes. Don’t worry, they are happy tears that contain the worry that you’ll always be sad. Having those worried tears run down my face and into my lap and out of my head; making room for the happy hopes and happy knowings that everything is working out.
I’m so proud to say that the worry is out of my head. You’re happy. That’s all I’ve ever wanted for you.
I’m sitting in the dark with restless thoughts that are bright red and burning the back of my head. I feel it happening; us drifting.
It was bound to happen, it’s always been in our cards. You’re there and I’m here and we live two separate lives whether we like it or not. We’ve been playing tug-o-war for almost 24 months and I’ve always been pulling must of the rope, yet you have always pulled me in.