“And maybe I’ll remember
the good moments.
The ones spent by your side.”
And maybe, after all is said and done, I’ll finally reach the end. The end of this war. This lifetime of fighting for my own right to breathe. To push forward, no matter how hopeless my circumstances. And maybe, the day will come when I can drop these walls that surround me like a husk of a second skin. Meant to protect me from harm, yet never quite strong enough to make much of a difference. And maybe I’ll remember the good moments. The ones spent by your side. The times when I felt hope. Loved. And found. The firsts of everything we became. Those are the memories I want to hold onto. Those are the times I want to cherish. Because, darling, you were the light at the end of this never-ending tunnel.
© Sarah Doughty
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