“But, my love, I don’t know
who I’d be without you.”
I don’t know who I’d be without you. I don’t know if I could have mustered up the strength to continue down the rabbit hole I had no choice but to enter. The deeper I went, the more I wanted to claw my way back up. Away from the onslaught of emotions — the memories. The haunting phrases that seem like they’ve been burned into my mind. And no matter how loud my heart echoes across my body, they will never be as powerful. They will never fully drown out the one voice I wish to never hear again.
And that just breaks my heart. Knowing that no matter what happens, that rabbit hole irrevocably changed me into this broken existence. You are the only thing keeping me on stable ground.
© Sarah Doughty
2018
I know I don’t deserve it.
But neither do you.
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