He helped me feel confident, and fun. He helped me feel beautiful and talented. He helped my future feel brighter just because I knew I’d get to talk to him again.
He helped me feel better when I was sad or scared.
He helped me want to be better, while still being true to myself.
He helped me feel like I was good enough.
He broke me, and I can’t bring myself to let anyone see the mess he left behind. I don’t want anyone to touch me, all the while I just need a hug.
I don’t want to try dating anymore. Married at first sight? Sure, why not? I don’t care anymore.
I miss his daughters. I miss his voice, and his eyes, and his scruff. I miss his stories. He still owes me one. He told me he’d tell it. ...then he disappeared.
...he did so much for me, but what did I ever do for him? Nothing. I did nothing except add to his plate. I’m so selfish.
...I wish I knew where the happy, fun-loving Rin went.
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