I’d rather…
..be beside you in a storm, than safe and warm alone.
Not the heart-racing, soul-bleeding kind of pain. Not the tears-flowing, physically crippling kind of aching.
Nope.
The mundane, strolling from the back of my head to slowly dominate my mind from time to time, the dull, light thudding, constant ache inside. That’s what it is.
I can say goodbye. I can be happy. I can do anything the world asks of me.
