[Copic markers and pencil on paper. 9 in by 12 in. Illustrated by Katharen Hedges.]
Nothing and Everything
I was nothing.
He was everything.
I wasn’t the fun one or the one with all of the ideas.
He was the affectionate one, all the time telling me he cared.
I didn’t know how to hold his hand without my palm sweating.
He knew exactly what to say at all times.
I never said I loved him.
But I did.
He always said he loved me.
But he didn’t.
He kept pushing me down.
I kept having to pick myself up.
He never knew my favorite color.
I always knew his every thought.
He only really cared about himself.
I only really cared about him.
He didn’t know how to make me okay again.
I did that myself.
He was nothing.
I was everything.