How it seemed like you could see everything, but certain things were blocked out, hidden.

“When I pictured myself, it was always like just an outline in a colouring book,…”

“What is family? they were the people who claimed you. In good, in bad, in parts…”

“This was our common ground, the secret we shared but never spoke aloud.”

“It [I'm leaving] wasn't really necessary to say, especially if you were already…”