Compromised Love

You hear the cars passing on the street below your bedroom window.

Why bother wiping the tears that never seem to completely cease.

Every sound or lack there of is magnified in this large empty house.

At first the silence is deafening.

Then the shallow breathing and soft sobs.

Memories.

He gave us so much without ever realizing how rare that was.

He gave me so much despite my flawed behavior.

He thought of others before himself frequently.

I gave him so much shit and painful days.

Instead of giving I would occasionally steal.

While he was thinking of me all I could think about was my next escape.

He gave me every opportunity in life he possibly could.

I compromised my morals for just about anything to make me numb.

How could such a selfish child come from such an amazing man?

Now there’s no time.

In a moment he was gone.

Giving no time to mend.

I thought I had more time.

How could I not see what was right in front of my eyes the whole time.

That’s right, it’s because I always had my face up to a mirror.