They say you don’t know how strong you are until it’s the only choice you have, but what do they say about those of us who have never had the option to be anything else? My parents left scars no amount of money can fix, ensured my trust in humans could never be repaired, and it wasn’t until one boy showed me kindness that I realized the hell I was living wasn’t normal.
He fed me, showed me music, made me smile, and then I disappeared from his life as if I was never there at all. It wasn’t by choice nothing was back then and by the time I was capable of finding him again, that little boy had grown up to be a seemingly untouchable rockstar.
But as my parents learned the hard way, no one is ever truly untouchable. I’ll make him remember me if it’s the last thing I do, and judging by the way I keep screwing things up it just might be exactly that.
He fed me, showed me music, made me smile, and then I disappeared from his life as if I was never there at all. It wasn’t by choice nothing was back then and by the time I was capable of finding him again, that little boy had grown up to be a seemingly untouchable rockstar.
But as my parents learned the hard way, no one is ever truly untouchable. I’ll make him remember me if it’s the last thing I do, and judging by the way I keep screwing things up it just might be exactly that.