A wannabe.

I used to see you as a role model, a resistance hero however the situation was. I wanted to make you proud. I wanted to make you proud. Nevertheless, I have finally understood that you were the ghost of my infancy. In the aftermath of your undisclosed desires we can wistfully watch her ruins, his ruins, my ruins. We will raise ourselves, don't you worry! I hope you will be ok, but leave me alone. Back off! Stop pretending nothing happened -you cannot suture my wounds any longer.