2nd July 2018
This was the night when it began for me. The night my heart started to fall. Slowly but surely...it fell for you.
We all had a little too much to drink that night, it was a night to celebrate after all - we did our first gig together as a crew.
We all opened our hearts that night to the struggles of our past and present, and the uncertainty of our future. Our aspirations, our goals, our fears.
There you were, crying - words painfully pouring out from you. Never have I seen someone so broken yet so strong for the rest.
My eyes teared as you told your story, a story I recognised as a struggle that many went through...that I went through too.
Now I'm not claiming that I know what you have been through, but I do understand how it hurts.
I screamed, you yelled but I think you recognised the pain in me too. You knelt down in front of me and you held my face in your hands.
Usually I hate it when people touched my face, it's intimate, it's too personal but that night with your hands... I didn't mind.
You wiped my tears as you told me that you would always come to me at your lowest. That I will be the first to know when your mind wandered to a place where it shouldn't.
I held you and I told you all I ever wanted is for you to be happy...