She was rainbow bright and colorful
He was the storm before it dark and gray
She was the sun rising quietly into the day
He was the moon shining brightest in the dark
She found all the right colors to paint his blank canvas
He found all the right wo...
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"'Cause I been through some bad shit But I want to get past it I run when things fall into place"
I was a terrible person. A terrible person to a wonderful person, who I really like, and has never been anything but supportive towards me. Kayden didn't deserve my ignoring him, but the last thing I wanted to do was be a burden to him, be a nuisance, he didn't deserve that; he had enough going on in his life anyways. But then throughout my bathroom session waiting for him to leave I realized something. Something that changed a lot of things.
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Sitting in the middle of the café I agreed to meet Kayden, I watched through the window as he walked towards the door. Before I knew it, he was sitting in front of me. Dressed in a black coat and black jeans he looked like he came straight out of The Spy Next Door. I laughed to myself at the thought of Kayden being a spy. As he sat in front of me, his face displayed an emotion somewhere in between relief and frustration. I needed to start talking and fast.
"Kayden, I need you to just not say a word. You need to let me explain. Please. I feel terrible." I pleaded and paused, waiting for his nod of understanding. When he gave in with a sigh, gesturing for me to go on I began to explain to him, why exactly, I ran out on him the way I did earlier today.
"I appreciate you being there for me during my panic attack this morning, I really do. And I'm so sorry for running out on you like that, but I had a reason. It's a stupid reason, and you're gonna think I'm ridiculous, which is another reason why it took me so long to come to terms with it. I ran away from you because I was embarrassed. And scared, if we're being completely honest." He shot me a confused look. I continued, avoiding his gaze.
"I know what you're thinking. Yes, I do remember that you've helped me through an anxiety attack before, in fact, I can't seem to forget. The thing is, when that happened, we were just friends. It wasn't the same, it still isn't. This morning you saw me freak out because I got a god awful grade on a calculus test. You're my boyfriend now; I don't want you to see the bad parts, at least not yet. But you did, and it was then that my mind went ballistic on me. What if you ran? What if you thought I was pathetic and stupid and a crybaby? So I did what I seem to do best, I ran first. I figured that if I ran first, you leaving would hurt less." He looked like he wanted to interject, but I didn't let him. I needed to get my side out first.
"But you didn't leave, and that's what surprised me the most. It shouldn't have but it did. You need to understand, you of all people probably can, I'm so used to people walking out of my life without a care in the world, that when people stay? It surprises me. So I'm sorry Kayden, I'm sorry I made you go through that, and then come meet me at 11:15 in the night to explain myself. I'm sorry I let my insecurities get the best of me. You deserve so much more than that."
