starting over.... the first years
Drunk confessions from a junkie at my window at 4am still haunt my hallways, even when im not in my own house.
I swear I tried to help you SO MUCH, but I just couldn't give you all you needed.
spain tore me apart, not just from you, but from myself as well.
sarah put it best when she said that when someone relies on the needle for suport, another body could never replace the comfort it lends.
You can't trade a broken heart for a broken heart, she kept repeating whenever I couldn't keep up with him
for such a beautiful boy, with everything going for him, and everyone he came in contact with loving him, he just couldnt escape all that ugliness inside.
i got tired of listening to him shake and scream, telling me how much he loved me and needed me and how the best days, the days he would take it all back for, were with me.
someday, I told him, I'll go back. I'll head back to Spain, leaving behind Paris and forgetting about all the heartache, and we'll move away from everyone and start over.
I need to start over.
I swear I tried to help you SO MUCH, but I just couldn't give you all you needed.
spain tore me apart, not just from you, but from myself as well.
sarah put it best when she said that when someone relies on the needle for suport, another body could never replace the comfort it lends.
You can't trade a broken heart for a broken heart, she kept repeating whenever I couldn't keep up with him
for such a beautiful boy, with everything going for him, and everyone he came in contact with loving him, he just couldnt escape all that ugliness inside.
i got tired of listening to him shake and scream, telling me how much he loved me and needed me and how the best days, the days he would take it all back for, were with me.
someday, I told him, I'll go back. I'll head back to Spain, leaving behind Paris and forgetting about all the heartache, and we'll move away from everyone and start over.
I need to start over.