Never Leave Me

            Bad things always seemed to happen to me. Nothing ever went the way I planned; always the unexpected. I didn't trust myself, therefore, I would never let myself fall. Because things that fall, break.

           No one would catch me, because all people in my life ever did was leave. They would stick around long enough for me to get attached, or care about them, then they would just leave me. People, in general, are selfish. All they care about is themselves, and how it would effect them, and nobody else.

              Everyone is selfish. Everyone is self indulgent. Even me. Especially me.

              I kept myself from getting close to people in order to help me. I knew that it would hurt my family when I would pull away out of reflex. It was nothing personal to them. Yet they would still look back at me with hurt in their eyes, and just judge me. They didn't understand why I blocked myself; why I put these walls up. They didn't even bother to try with me.

           I was a walking disaster, but he didn't seem to care. He didn't even blink an eye when I would pull away from him. He would talk. Man, that boy could talk. But he would also listen, really listen. He heard what I said, understood it, and learned it. He was so smart, and caught on quick, always going with the punches that I swung at him. And he never backed down.

         He would never leave me.