Jack

he ran off in late august to chase down things that seemed worth it. it felt right at the time. you were so sure and i grew cold. why is it that i always try and see my life inside of some boy's green or blue eyes? we're all so young and we have everything to gain but we find comfort in losing our faith in human nature. he built me up and ran circles around the truth. i did the same. i blame other people for my lack of sincerity. am i crazy? who else but me could be the criminal? who else but me would look to others to fill the void? i was still heartbroken over words spoken only through screens. i'm sure i was blind from the start...only to shield myself from the obvious. the photographs turn my stomach and make my heart ache. and i still look. and i always will. to remind myself of what i lost and the things i gained. i'm still trying to fill that empty space between my heart and my conscience. how will i ever learn the value in honesty?