What Good Is A Prepared

Learning How To Think In The Midst Of Fear Is A Lesson That Everyone Needs To Learn.

I Reach Out And Take His Hand. His Fingers Slide Between Mine. I Can't Breathe.

To Me, When Someone Wrongs You, You Both Share The Burden Of That Wrongdoing—the Pain Of It Weighs On Both Of You. Forgiveness, Then, Means Choosing To Bear The Full Weight All By Yourself.

I Hear Footsteps And Four's Hands Wrap Around My Wrists. I Let Him Pry My Hands From My Eyes. He Encloses One Of My Hands Perfectly Between Two Of His. The Warmth Of His Skin Overwhelms The Ache In My Fingers From Holding The Bars. "you All Right?" He Asks, Pressing Our Hands Together. "yeah." He Starts To Laugh.

But There's So Much That Was A Lie, It's Hard To Figure Out What Was True, What Was Real, What Matters.