Truth

‘I am not your remedy. I can not save you.’ he said. ‘I won’t let you use me as your antidote anymore. I can’t do it. You need to save yourself first.’ Isn’t it strange how we seek the truth yet, ultimately, it destroys us in the end?  I looked up, and your eyes were sad. So I said nothing, and let it go. I still wonder how you’re doing, though. Maybe one day I’ll gather up the nerve to write you a letter and see how your life panned out without me. Maybe not.

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