you're just a young girl, but grief doesn't care. it takes over your life with little warning ( just the accompaniment of screeching tires ). it's a selfish friend. it won't settle for second best. so, it teams up with death until it's all you have left.
"It was good for a while, being empty. I didn’t hurt anymore. But as time went on, it was like I could hear myself from far away, begging for permission to come back."
