25 November 2019 —

The final nail in the coffin is delivered and I am eternally scarred.

I am brave, yet I am weak.

I despise him yet I miss him.

I feel like stabbing him yet I want nothing more than to be in his arms.

He’s a stranger to me yet he is the closest to me.

He’s the face in my nightmare yet he’s my face to call home.

I am filled with hope, yet overwhelmed with grief.