I lied. I didn't mean to, it wasn't deliberate but I lied just the same. Remember the morning after, when I told you I was okay? I said I was way more okay than I thought I would be? I lied. I wasn't okay at all I was in shock. Then, the shock wore off, and I was left to feel a thousand razor cuts from the inside out, left alone with no one to tend to my mortal wounds. Seven long years of God's work undone in an instant. Left in the eye of the hurricane waiting for the storm to overtake me again from the other side. I'm just so tired of being in storms. You pretended you were safe harbor but you lied.