Black Summer

Somedays I listen to the song ExOfNote's brother wrote for/about me right after...you know... over and over and over again, and I just cry. I cry because I wish it were true, and I cry because it can't be, and I cry because I'm the only one who has any influence on any of those factors.

And then, I try to tell myself that it isn't really about me. I never quite believe that lie.