The Memoir Of Ms. Butterfly

I had no idea the last time I heard his voice would be that final goodbye.
Goodbye to him, and I never really said to each other.
We hung up the phone, but I never thought it would be so final.
In the darkest moments of my life, he became that bright light that I needed to get through the darkness I chose to live in because it was so much easier than facing a world that was watching me like a hawk to see if I would crumble.
Yes, I had a crumbling moment the public never saw. The only time I felt it was safe to crumble was in his arms.
He shielded me from the world and taught me so much about who I was as a person, and I never felt the need to pretend to be someone else so he could like me and, most importantly, respect who I am.
He showed me that I was good enough no matter how crazy things got between us and strengthened me.
I had no clue I could learn so much just by having late-night conversations leading into the early mornings, never desiring to get off the phone, even in our most difficult conversations.
Our most challenging conversations were the things that pulled us close together and made us value each other as one but as individuals.
I feel like Waldo is trying to find my light because I am sick of rolling in the darkness.

Ms. Butterfly Genesis