Sad Labels:
introspect
,
love
A dozen tip toes into the strut his heels touched the floor again. I smiled at his failure and offered him a drink.
These were the flat tires we'd race on. The brakes we never checked. Because taking life for granted is the only thing that ever results in it seeming impressive. These were the lessons I'd taught myself on so many walks alone. Head down. Hands deep in pants pockets grabbing at nothing. This was the karma I'd designed. Abuse breeds humility. Neglect fortifies connections.
People will hurt you. That is how you know you love them.
People will hurt you.
And you will hurt them.