Thinking of her defiant attitude and warm smile, I clutch onto the pocket watch. The idea of her floods me with a sense of genuine peace. Those few months she saw me as an ally, I never wanted to rip off the mask. Even if she wasn't seeing the full picture, she could at least look at me without wanting to tear my head off. Her laugh was my weakness, and her smile was my one light in this shit show of a life. She could have asked me to rip my heart out for her, and I would have.
😭😭😭
