I wrote as a plea to be heard. By someone.
By her…but in the quiet of the night, when love and grief can no longer be shouted down I hear the repressed whispers of knowledge reminding me the woman I long to hear from will never return.
Read More 29: Saudade – The Deep Longing
Heroes are expendable. When it was hard she left and never looked back.
I’m done being anyone’s Hero. I’ve paid my dues. I want to be a King to a Queen. I’m not disposable.
It is her loss.
Read More 22: The Protector and symbolism
114: I’ve got this life to fix
I blew it.
But now? I got this life to fix. Gotta build it back up brick by brick.
I’ve got this.
Read More 114: I’ve got this life to fix