Literature
Hello Old Friend
“It’s been far too long… Friend” I breathed when I saw him. His face is the only one that I can I love and hate so much.
He smiled at me and it filled me with excitement, with fear, with anger, with sadness.
He extended his hand, inviting me to take hold. I began to stick my hand out but then hesitated, memories of our past weighing heavily down on me.
He grabs my wrist with force, causing a familiar pain to shoot up my arm, and yet I don’t fight it.
“You know those meals you’ve been skipping? Pointless, you’re still too heavy” His voice was smooth, and yet so harsh.
“Those peo