Scarred

[vaultofshadows]

Lately, I've been looking at the scars on my arms and legs. Some are small and fully healed and others were so deep that it was impossible for them to heal correctly. I run my fingers along the pink, raised skin thinking about all the times I wished for more courage to press down harder. And then I wonder, how could I have ever done something like

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911

[anonymous]

Don't be scared, I'm here for you, always.

Re: 911

[vaultofshadows]

I suppose, at times, I have taken the knowledge of always knowing you will be there for granted. There have been times when I have let months pass without picking up the phone to call you, sending you an email to say hello, or dropping by to see how you've been. There have been times when I've shoved you to the side because I have been distracted by other people in my life or I've been too wrapped up in other things going on around me. And yet, when I finally slow down or find myself alone, I look to my side and there you are. There you've always been, time and time again. You've been there for me when I need to vent. You've been there for me when I need a shoulder to cry on. You've dropped everything in your life when I've needed you in my presence. And not once have you walked away or asked for anything in return

Re: 911

[anonymous]

Don't make me cry now.