Heal

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Warning ⚠️

Mentions of drug abuse and suicidal behavior

Take my mind and take my pain
Like an empty bottle takes the rain
And Heal,Heal,Heal,Heal

Take my past and take my sins
Like and empty sail takes the wind
And Heal,Heal,Heal,Heal

And tell me something lasts.......

Michael's recovery has been going smoothly. I honestly see a big change in his behavior and he is a lot happier lately, the only problem is that he's still not talking to me. I'm still not sure what is happening, but I'm going to ask him. Maybe then I will get an answer.

Michael POV:

"So Mr. Jackson, your afraid to tell your wife this. Do you think it will tear your marriage apart?"

"I don't just think, I know. It would break her heart." I replied glumly

"Why did you do it?"

"Because for as long as I can remember, I've wanted to date Lisa Marie Presley. She was so beautiful. So one night me and her got together and.... we'll." I started crying. Every time I thought about it I felt like killing myself.... nobody deserved to go through that much pain. And now, I feel like an idiot.

My POV:

After Michael's therapy session was over, I went and picked him up. I really wanted him to tell me why he's being distant.E

"Just ok?"

"Yep"

"Ok"

"Hey, I need to talk to you, about why I'm so distant," Michael whispered

"Ok, I'm listening," I replied

"Well, uh.... you see I...,"he sighed "I cheated on you with Lisa."

"Y-You what?" I was shocked that Michael could do such a thing.

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