I caught myself multiple times today thinking about you. But it was a relief that I was thinking about you and not of you.

You let me in to places you worked so hard to hide, yet you let me in. I was scared. You couldn’t understand. I didn’t take the effort to explain. You tried your best, but I wore a “handle with care” tag so tightly around my neck, your every trial only succeeded to hurt me a little more and give life to an endless feeling of guilt. You’re so far away now. I wish you well. I really do wish you well.


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