You kept dropping off gifts at my house.

And today

you gave me lilacs.

They were mom and I's favorite flower.

You knew that,

and I couldn't help but wince at the pang in my chest.

I'd rather you not be so nice to me.

I've taken back what I thought before.

I didn't want all of this to be a distant memory.

I wanted to be reminded each and every day

of how you treated me.

I wanted you to see how much your cruel words

and harsh blows

affected me.

How it's still affecting me.

But all these stupid gifts make me want to forgive you.

I don't want to forgive you.

Not yet.

I'm fine

I'm fine

I'll be fine.

| Wattys have started, guys, and I have a question for you all. Would you guys consider this story out of the ordinary, or no? A trailblazer? I have no idea, so you alls input would be great. And thanks for the 300K reads you all!!!

P.S. To all you GSW fans,

it's fine

it's fine

maybe next year

it'll all be fine

I'm still feeling down about that game, but it happened and we can't change that. Shoutout to Kyrie's sportsmanship, though! Have a great day you guys! And remember: you are beautiful. Don't let anyone tell you anything different