Liars.

Liars. Simply put. This word wraps them up like a piece of coal in a candy cone colored box. Liars. They told me I was everything. Their everything. Yet what did they do? They left me. Right here in the doorstep of a stranger. Alone. Wind rushed past my crib and rain smacked my face like bullets. I'm not everything anymore. I'm nothing. A grain of sand stuck to the bottom of your foot. An and crawling up your leg during a warm summers day. They told me I was everything. Liars.