You.
You once told me to never say goodbye because that meant forever.
You once told me to look at the sky and picture you staring back at me.
So that's what I did.
After every argument, after every panic attack where I felt like I was dying, I would go outside and look at the moon because I knew we were staring at the same one.
I tend to keep things to myself, but i remember one night i couldn't sleep and i cried till the morning came and through that i couldn't breath, took sleeping pills and still couldn't sleep, so i never did. I stayed up that whole night feeling like i couldn't breath and crying but i never told anyone because that made me feel weak. Now I realize that in order to be strong you have to have some sort of kryptonite and you were mine. But being weak is not a bad thing, it just reminds you of how low you can get and when you finally overcome that “weakness” all you'll feel is power.
Powerful.
I feel very powerful.
