3 Years
3 years ago I spent today crying in a closet.
Today I sit on a curb outside of a friend’s house, years trickle down my cheek in a single tear drop.
3 years ago I was in a strange apartment in a big city that I will never call home.
Today I’m at a friends house, in a strange city, with people who are home.
3 years ago I didn’t have friends. Or a home. Just an aching heart.
That poor little heart holds so many cracks tonight.
So strong, yet so broken.
So scared to love, too scared to be alone.
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