Part of me

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Even now every time I walk past the big oak tree next to the lake I always think of Gale

he was my only friend for so long, Madge never really understood what it was like to grow up in the seam, I'm sure she never felt hunger that was so painful it felt like your stomach would rip in two or have to scrape ice from the insides of her bedroom window.

She was lovely and kindhearted but trauma bonds you closer than anything can, and me and Gale had definitely had our fair share over the years.

I always thought we would be together some day, I never dreamt that the revolution would happen, it just wasn't realistic to me, but in some other world where the world was free I could imagine us married, raising a couple of children, not that i would have ever told him, the idea of having children was absolutely absurd to me until a few months ago, until it happened.

Sometimes I miss him, not in a way of attraction or lust, more like a phantom limb pain, like a part of my body isn't here anymore and the muscle memory doesn't know what to do alone.

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