Grayson Smith | ✔️

Chapter Twenty Two. Did I just give the devil another chance?

Edited. 

Song for this chapter: Kesha-Praying

They say when the people we love most are in pain our natural instinct is to look after them and not let them out of sight until we can tell they are okay. Us humans were set out to help one another, not bring each other down and abandon anyone when they show their true feelings for once in their lives.

Help is a word known to many but it is a word so many people don't want to say because they are afraid of being labelled as damaged, as sensitive, as hurt. But those three traits are all what make us human. I'm not going to say to everyone that every second of your life you are going to be happy, that you are going to be so excited for something the next day that your body won't allow you to sleep, that your life will always be filled with rainbows and unicorns-because that's just not the truth.

There are going to be times in your lives where you just break down and you feel as if the world is ending, maybe you might only experience that once in your lives and if you do, know you are one of the lucky few who have the privilege to only have been broken once-Take pride in it because the rest of us humans will get hurt ten times more often.

We will fall to our knees with tears streaming down our faces, our shoulders will shake as our tears escape, we will feel hollow inside and feel as if we are drowning in a metaphorical ocean that is getting deeper and deeper with each tear.

We will feel as if nothing will ever be back to 'normal' again, but what is normal? Normal is simply a word to describe how we all should be, how we should act and what we should do. It is a word that has no meaning to me because there is no such thing as 'normal' in a life like this. Us humans simply live life and just go with the flow, not knowing what that day has to offer.

There is no need for a word such as normal because no one is 'normal'. I think the word normal strives for the perfect human being and so many people try to live up to it but end up breaking down because it is too far up and not within human reach.

No human can reach that 'normal' because it is not within our world, it is in another galaxy and will remain there for all of eternity. It was designed for us humans to simply look at, to be inspired by, to try be a better person because of, it was not designed to be replicated.

Because each one of humans were designed differently, we all like different things, we all have different traits from our neighbors, we all don't wear the same clothing and we all don't look alike because we are not perfect and normal is simply yet another word for perfect. But humans aren't perfect, we're not perfect because we are humans and not because we cry or laugh, but because we are all different from one another.

All we can have is people who make us feel perfect, because to them we are and to us they are. It's just a matter of finding that person. It might take a month, a year, a week or even a lifetime but that perfect someone for you is out there somewhere waiting ,you just have to look deep and hard enough.

I knew now holding a sleeping Grayson in my arms that there was no other way I would want to have life because he was that person, he was that person that made me want to be a better person, not only for him but for myself. He was the person that made me feel perfect even though I wasn't. I have flaws, I have imperfections, I have bad days, but I'm human and that's what comes with life.

The way his mouth was parted open just a little bit as he snored lightly on my lap, the way his short brown hair felt as soft as cotton as I ran my fingers through it gently, the way each and every feature of his face looked so perfect to me that it was hard to believe that he had just broken down in front of me not so long ago.