1 year ago. October 4, 2023 at 10:51 AM
I thought myself better than him. Mercifully gifting him with my attention, which he so desperately wanted. Though as time changed, so did we. As he held my face between his hands, he saw in my eyes what tried to hide. Desperation. And in his eyes I saw pity and amusement, for he'd grown better than me in the end. And I hadn't grown at all.
It's hard to ignore the irony of him literally looking down at me.
~Blaise 🖤
