Let go Diego

It was only a dream. That's what it feels like anyways. In the in-between it feels as though a thousand tiny needles are pelting me with a force that as far as I can tell is impossible to stop. That night was a mistake. A million little mistakes that make up one huge mistake. He spoke and I was frozen.

The only thing I ever think about is that night. A thousand moments drift in and out of my consciousness. He got in and I let him. I stand before everyone changed, no longer someone I can look at in the mirror.