If you call me today, I will graciously ask permission to speak with you before Church tomorrow, in person, in the graveyard. We’ll meet there. I’ll give you a hug, before you won’t want to hug me anymore. I’ll smile. But I’ll be dying inside, and I’ll tell you the truth because that’s what I stand by and what I will continue to stand by.
People say speak the truth even if your voice shakes. But no one ever does it, no one ever risks it all to stand by what they know is the truth. We all hide behind lies, facades, masks. But I told myself I was done doing that and I meant it.
You’re going to be angry, you’re not going to trust me, I’m going to hurt you, I’m going to stand right in front of you and mentally stab your mind, you’re going to want to hit something, maybe a stone, maybe me, I’d rather you hit me, to get the anger out, but you never would do that.
In the end, I have to be able to say this was all worth it. Otherwise nothing was, and never could be.
