Run

I told myself working a good job would make me a valuable person.

Until I was working and missed a fungal infection in my lungs.

I got fired, I had time.

I fell in love with an addict

He broke my heart.

He'd binge.

I'd play The Sims.

Instead of recognizing he was using drugs as a reason he was mean.

So I played more Sims, and hoped this would pass.

It didn't.

It was a Wednesday when I left our shared apartment.

Taking my name off the lease.

Only bringing my beloved laptop.

Sure it hurts sometimes.

I realized on that day.

I deserved a life with real.

Friends, Parties, and just fun.

I'm valuable, because I say so.