ruby

I know someone with my dream life and she’s not very happy. So maybe it’s not about that? Maybe we’re all just searching.

She’s losing her best friend, and I’ve lost mine a few times. She smokes cigarettes, I prefer the green kind.

My friends hold me gently, they ask how I am. But my husband is a man, so his friends forget to ask.

The last time I saw Grammy I told her she’s like my Dad. I am proud I said it, but not proud that it’s true. I come from a long line of abuse. Will I do it too? Do I do it too?

I’ve used words to defend myself, in both laughter and attack. But on the other end of everyone is just a person that wishes they could take some things back.

Maybe I’ll never be a writer, I used up all my energy at 23. Escaping took it out of me. But on the other end of me is just someone who will always secretly believe.

Ruby taught me to see god in everyone. She said, “When you make it about religion, you forget it’s just inside you.” I wrote it down and remembered that acceptance is a virtue.

I haven’t thrown away my Bible. It’s the only reminder I have left. And on the other end of everyone is just a tragic little past.

I hope you have fun when you fly away, I couldn’t stand to see you in pain. I know that on the other end of everyone is just someone who wants to be everything.

I don’t know if I want to be here, but I know I want you to stay.

Because on the other end of everyone, is just a person who gives a fuck.

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