June 11, 2013
2 years
2 years ago today he did the unthinkable. 2 years ago he was caught. 2 years ago at this time I had no idea that in the next few weeks my entire world would come crashing down and it would take all that was left of me to make it through the next month, and year. It’s been 2 years but I still feel that pain everyday.
July 3, 2013
Thinking back to this day two years ago, I remember every detail. I still remember what I was wearing. A mango colored tank top thing with a white tank top under it and my blue jean shorts. My dad had on a white golf shirt and khakis. I didn't say more than a few words during that conversation. I remember trying not to cry and not succeeding. And I remember that intense burning in my throat.
this is as far as i got when i was writing this post on the third. not even really because it hurt too much but because i didn't know how to put the thoughts in my head into words on the screen. i still don't know how so im posting it anyway. theres no hatred or anger towards him. i can't make myself hate him because i know if he was in pain or needed a friend i'd be there for him no matter how much pain he has caused me in the past. that's where i am. we just exist on the same planet, two people with a deep past.
this is as far as i got when i was writing this post on the third. not even really because it hurt too much but because i didn't know how to put the thoughts in my head into words on the screen. i still don't know how so im posting it anyway. theres no hatred or anger towards him. i can't make myself hate him because i know if he was in pain or needed a friend i'd be there for him no matter how much pain he has caused me in the past. that's where i am. we just exist on the same planet, two people with a deep past.
