why? // j.jk // [Completed]

//5//

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