"my mother and father were thunderstorms who needed a ray of sunshine to bring light into their lives.
but instead they fell for each other.
and when two thunderstorms fall for each other, they create a hurricane of chaos and havoc.
and unless youre one of lucky ones, growing up in the centre of a hurricane is inevitably going to leave you scarred. bruised.
although eventually the hurricane separated back into two thunderstorms, and my mother and father took their own paths as far from each other across the oceans as possible, the damage had already been done.
and you cant erase the irreversible."
— by @echqes on ig