formerly (last summer pt. ii)
to all the people i once knew--
i wish i could say that i missed you. i wish i could say that tears were flowing down my face as i drove away, but the only adornment in my eyes was the spark of freedom that drove me ever onward. mom, i wish i could've been the son you always wanted, the one that would have stayed and made you proud. yet i was always the free one, finding my refuge in the trees by the riverbank. your expectations smothered me. promise me you won't smother max. to my little m, i wish i could be there to watch you grow up, to hold your hand and guide you through all the life shit that's headed your way. i'm so sorry i won't be there for you, but i hope that when you grow up you will come to understand why i can never return. just know that i will always be out there cheering you on and encouraging you to keep fighting. please forgive me. dearest jaclyn, oh, how i wish you weren't so damn stubborn. you should've come with me. we could have traveled the world, but fear held you back. may you always find peace in your decision.