Saving Me

Ten years of breaking, crumbling to the ground every time a piece of us was ripped away and shattered. It was our time, we had finally collected and glued most of our pieces back together enough to take back what was stolen from us all those years ago. That's what we thought, until that bitch walked in the door.

We clawed our way back from the darkness; the blood and skin lost on our fingertips is a testament to the sacrifices we made so our family could survive. Looking down at the love of my life I am so proud we finally made it out of the pitch blackness of hell and back into the light, or so I thought.

I could feel the knife sliding into my chest digging deep into my heart and twisting. It was over, the past was gone. We mourned our losses, but honored them for the sacrifice. It was our time. For too long we felt nothing but pain and today it was all supposed to change. Two little words and everything it took to get here would have been worth it. Except the two little words I got, could be the nail in my coffin.

“Do I have time to say goodbye?” I asked.

“We need to leave now.” She replied.

Looking at the girl before me in the gorgeous lace dress stitched with sunflowers, I could feel my heart stopping. The way her soul was shattering behind her eyes could have killed me right then. Tucking the ring back in my pocket, I kissed my Squeaks on the cheek and followed my escort out. Walking down the aisle, this is not how I pictured my wedding day. Hearing my daughter cry out for me, knowing I couldn't reach for her, tested every fiber of my loyalty to this country. Before the door shut, I could hear the sobs of my loved ones echo in my ears.

“Daddy no go!” My sweet girl screamed.

Today it was all supposed to be over, our heartbreak was finally done. We were ready to move on. After everything we had been through, we were so lucky to have made it out together. Marching out these doors, I can't help but feel like my luck's about to run out.