Once upon a time, I wrote my last goodbye.
So many thoughts running through my head, I don't even know where to start. Brother, boyfriend, best friend; all just words, but placed in my memories, they evoke emotions. Like pieces of a scattered puzzle, each word a unit of a part. Put them together and boom! It forms a picture, not a very pretty one either. To you, my reader, these words are meaningless, but to me they mean a thousand and one things. They mean pain, joy, happiness, sin, guilt, hurt, heartache, arguments, stolen hours and dreaded mornings. I never really appreciated how one action can change everything. It can move you from siblings to strangers, from cherished memories to shame filled remembrances, from best friends to awkward acquaintances. If I had known that my actions would lead me here, would I have still embarked on them? The answer should be no, but I might have gone on to do something I would regret even more. So I guess I have to be satisfied with the evils of the moment. Brother: Seeing