They Both Die at the End

by Adam Silvera

No matter how we choose to live, we both die at the end.

A ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for.

Sometimes the truth is a secret you’re keeping from yourself because living a lie is easier.

“I just don’t think I should be the judge of who actually needs my help or not, like they should do a dance or sing me a song to prove they’re worthy. Asking for help when you need it should be enough. And what’s a dollar? We’ll make a dollar again.”

Maybe it’s better to have gotten it right and been happy for one day instead of living a lifetime of wrongs.”