It’s a two way street

Under normal circumstances, I like being right. This time, however, I do not.

My dreams, though not all of them…were right. But this is not a joyful “Hahah! I told you SO!” right. No, this is a “My best friend is in a twisted sort of pain” right.

And in one instant all of the weight on my back was lifted.

You can only keep a facade for so long. And now, she blames herself. But, I see the horizon after all of this rain.

And I know that person’s name too.

Have a great weekend.

Much love,

K
Song of the Day: Thank you for not giving in squishy.