Sometimes. Being here reminds me of a lesson I never thought I’d learn. That to gain people, you have to open yourself up in return. Not to just share, but to understand, to care.
I shield myself because I’m afraid. As much as I deny it. But, the lesson remains. The memory, of everything, remains.
I wish things were different. That I could’ve found the strength I’d lacked then. But. My heart needed to be elsewhere. I found people, and lost them again.
But again, again, and again- I’m just glad it happened. Just glad.