10 Years
Papa had to leave. Everyone will. Death is born with birth. It's been 10 years today and people moved on. I did not. I do not want to.
Life, loss, defiance, and everything in between. Written because silence was never an option.
Papa had to leave. Everyone will. Death is born with birth. It's been 10 years today and people moved on. I did not. I do not want to.
There comes a point when you realize that saying no is not cruelty. It is survival. Every 'yes' to someone else was a 'no' to myself.
Nobody tells you that the hardest conversations are the ones you never have. The words that rot inside you because you chose peace over truth.
He was my father. He was my friend. He was the one I watched sleep, night after night, just to make sure he was breathing. Such is Life!