It was a week after that night.
You brought it up.
You asked me what had happened that day and I was finally able to answer.I told you the story of how I nearly died when I was born. Some medical shit that I wouldn't bring up now.
"Mom told me she wished I had died back then. If I did she wouldn't have a son like me" I told you.
"Oh" Is all you said.
You never brought it up.
Not that night.
Or my mom.You don't know how grateful I am.
~jjk
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why? // j.jk // [Completed]
Fanfiction//"Why create those memories when you weren't willing to create more?"// //"I'm the biggest coward ever. I've done things I hate myself for. I can't even gather enough courage to say anything more than sorry"//