I fall, I rise,
I make mistakes, I live, I learn,
I’ve been hurt but I’m alive.
I’m human, I’m not perfect but I’m thankful for all I have.
Guess who?
Saffaire‘s warm clammy palms press hard against my cheeks the tarnished edge of her gold ring leaves a smudge on my skin.
Even though my eyes would never see light and forever be in darkness. I know that her black hair is parted in the middle, her black crop top is worn over a long black Victorian.
I also know that her mom isn't really away on a "business trip” like he said and her boyfriend’s personal trainer is way more “personal “than " trainer". I don't know any of this from spying (as if I can), or peeking (like I can do that either), or even being told.
I know because I'm physic or that what I think it's called any way.
I have been deprived of sight since I was born. I was unwanted by my parents and basically every other foster parents that I have been stashed to. The first thing that I learned in life was the world never pity you and having a disability didn't matter to anyone. It only made you a liability. So I kept to myself and after years of not getting adopted or fostered due to the fact that I freaked every one of them by voicing what they thought and their secrets out loud and calling their colours. My life was pretty much messed up add to the fact that I kept seeing the face of a young boy at least five years older than me at that time in my dreams. He to me was like a getaway from my harsh reality.