Normally I have some sort of poem, writing, or abstract art of words.
Today is different.
I’ve not spoke to her in 3 weeks. Last time was an argument over childish ideology.
When her ringtone started on my phone, I thought I was dreaming. I thought a cruel joke was about to ensue and drape me in yet another dissapointment.
I was right. The slight elevation of her voice rang a seldom felt and more distinct chord within my soul.
First was elation. Delight. Joy.
Last was the truth. The tragic truth of deceptions.
The voice of which I once had no other reason to wake up to, shattered my progress. All hope of any continuation of positivity for me was shattered by the end of her voice.
By a simple phrase.
GIVE UP.
She’s right.
I must leave everything.
My life. My heart. My mind. My body.
C’est FIN
2 comments
No one who cares about you will tell you to “give up.” Doesn’t sound like she cares, so ignore her.
I’m unsure why someone who cares about you would ever say “give up”.
Don’t give up. Keep fighting. Keep walking forward.