The Four Scandalous Years

It all started with a simple argument. Gradually, it became an infinite number of arguments. Which led to banging walls, slamming doors and crashing glass against the cold hard floor. I remember wishing for them to stop as tears rolled down my face, locking ourselves in my bedroom whispering in my siblings ears telling them it's going to be okay. Maybe it was then when I should've realized what my life was revolving around. We were the planets and our parents were the sun. The moons reflection always overshadowed us with
light, but even then it could only do so much.