✮' 𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓮𝓹𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓮 '✮
Do you ever feel stupid for the things you think about? Wondering why you're even having certain thoughts or having to fight off others.
That's where I'm currently at, having to fight every single thought that enters my brain telling me I deserved every ounce of abuse, every single degrading word every punch, kick and slap. It's such an overwhelming feeling when you know something isn't true but your brain is fighting you every step of the way while you try to untie those sick beliefs that were woven into each and every fold of your brain.
That's how I found myself in the backyard, laying on the trampoline just stargazing. Fighting with the side of my that cares far too much about pleasing the people around me no matter how hurt I turn out
A sudden dip in the trampoline catches my attention, turning my head I smile as I see Kol coming to join me. "Hey mìlo" he says giving me a shy smile. "Hey, is something wrong?" his tone was laced with insecurity.
"Nothing, I just uh- wanted to show you something" he shakes his head before sitting down next to me, I follow his lead to sit up giving him my full attention. The moonlight illuminating his gorgeous features, I'm always in a state of disbelief when I think about how someone like him can love someone like me.
In the small seconds I've taken to memorize his features I've come to the conclusion I need to go back to therapy. Although Kol helps me immensely in my healing process I know I can't rely on him forever in every instance. I need to learn how to work through my problems not just stay in a perpetual rotation of distracting myself and detaching from my emotions. Just for it to eventually blow up in my face.
He deserves that. I will better myself for him, for us but for most importantly me.
"What's that?" I ask, pointing to the small picture in his hand that he hasn't stopped staring at. "Here see for yourself" he hands me the picture, I'm confused at first until I look at it, I smile at how small Kol looks and I see a man who resembles him
"Kol is this?" I leave the question in the air, "My dad, yea." He answers, a mix of sadness and vulnerability in his voice. I have to blink back my tears, I'm not even sure why I'm so emotional. "Tell me about him?" I ask hopefully, I'd love to know more about him.
"I don't remember much, but he did love cars that's kinda the only thing I did after he passed. He also enjoyed cooking" It feels as if someone is squeezing my heart, I can only wonder if this is why he enjoys it when I cook, if that's the case I'll cook every recipe I can find.
He lays down, putting his arms behind his head and stares at the night sky. "You know, I never kept any picture around because I was afraid to remember him." A stray tear falling from his eye "but you Persephone.." he pauses turning his head to look at me "You have taught me that it's okay to remember him, and that keeping his memory alive doesn't have to be painful"
My heart warms knowing I have taught him something just as he taught me. I hold onto the picture deciding to lay next to him as we watch the stars together.
One of my new favorite things, our thing.
"Here" Kol says, digging into his pocket before handing me a small crumpled piece of paper, I slowly grab it confused as to what it might be as I open it I notice It's a little note
'ta mátia sou eínai pio ómorfa apó opoiodípote astéri sto sýmpan'
(Your eyes are more beautiful than any star in the universe)
"Thank you" I whisper, giving him a soft kiss before laying back down continuing to watch the stars.
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