There’s that one person
who we will never forget.
We’ll walk down the street and see the place where it all started.
And as much as that person ripped us apart.
I don’t think we could ever really hate them.
It starts with tears and screaming at 3:00 a.m.
It ends with us seeing them 2 years later with someone who makes them smile far brighter than you ever knew they could,
and we smile and say “it’s okay. we’re okay.”