“What if I ruin it?”
“What if you don’t?”
- abby
“I live for you more than I live for myself.”
GREY.
How the worlds gone grey,
all the colors left.
I hear that you’re ok.
Don’t you have any regrets?
All the struggles,
All the pain,
All the time I wasn’t ok.
All the years,
All the hurt,
All the times I wished I wasn’t yours.
I stopped going to therapy,
not because I thought I’d manage;
I didn’t go because it’s not fair,
For me to pay the repairs of your damage.
You got off Scott-free,
and I’m not at all shocked,
but I know it’s not me…
It was you who caused,
This slow motion car crash.
All these years later, I still have
the bruises and the whiplash,
but you don’t have a scratch.
I replay it frame by frame,
Incinerated in my brain,
So I could forever torture myself
Asking myself again,
What did I do wrong?
Was it me?
Did I ask too much?
What did you need?
What could I have done,
differently?
Or even worse,
was it you and not me?
LOVE, DEAR ABBY
“I wish I could tell you I miss you, but you aren’t that person anymore.”
- abby
Thank you for treating me the way I never knew I was supposed to be treated.
LOVE, DEAR ABBY
she was the kind of girl who quietly looked at the people around her and missed them in this moment before it even ended.
…
first
second
third — one, two
fourth
sixth — one, two, three
eleventh
twelfth — one, two
fourteenth
fifteenth
twenty-first — one, two
twenty-eighth
twenty-ninth
LOVE, DEAR ABBY
“he only saw her light for a fraction of time, yet he would never forget her sunrise.”
- abby
I hope that years from now I run into you on the street.
I hope you remember everything the way that I do.
I hope it stings at you the way it stung me.
I hope regret haunts you like an ache.
I hope running into me makes you happy whilst simultaneously hurting you.
I hope you register that I’m doing well without you.
Because I know that when you look in the mirror, it’s my face that you see.
And you will never be able to run away from your inward reflection.
“In a place as dark as this, you’re bound to be a light for someone.”
- abby
Even when I’m treated bad, I will continue being good. Because I have a heart of gold, and gold doesn’t rust.
-abby