my Mother and me,
sat on the bench next to the tree.
the shade was nice on such a hot summer day.
i tried to ignore the topic,
but i knew it was approaching.
why did you run away, Jax?
the question made me immediately feel regret,
fear,
i struggled to breathe.
you were the only one i'd ever told,
but it was through little notes.
one's that you could hold,
and unfold.
it was after Meg died.
i was lost.
i was broken.
i was hurting.
i didn't think you would understand.
so i ran,
i wanted to find a place where someone could understand,
and i did, recently.
but i pushed them away,
built my walls too high.
you looked sad and confused.
i knew what question was coming next,
and i dreaded it more than the last one.
why did you lie?
i breathed in as much air as i could and pinched the bridge of my nose.
i didn't know how to phrase how i felt.
i didn't want you to think i didn't want you,
didn't care about you.
because i did.
it just hurt to look at you,
because i thought you would hate me if you knew the truth.
now i know,
the truth hurts but it's irreplaceable.
my Mother nodded.
i didn't know what that meant.
and i was too scared to ask.
when she looked up at me with those sad,
sad eyes.
i couldn't help but see Meg,
looking like she did the day she died.
she looked so,
so sad inside.
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Cranes and Secrets
RomanceBefriending a girl that just escaped a toxic relationship they fall for each other like no one else matters, but will each other's secrets make their relationship stronger? Or will it break them apart? Despite love, family also resigns in the heart...
