The parents, the friends, even the terrible friends…. so much was given up.
Nathan knew something about self sacrifice
in fact he knew too much
He was the kind type
The selfless type
Heck there are people Nathan would die for
not that those people would die for Nathan in return
The insufferable kind of people
The kind of people that Nathan would restrain himself from saying anything bad about
because Nathan knew something about restraint
Every mean phrase
Every hurtful truth
Every thing that needed to be said
was merely being bottled by Nathan’s mind
every thing that should have been released
digging into the cores of Nathan’s Sanity
and Nathan would continue to give
he would continue to love
he would continue to sacrifice so much for others
but when Nathan developed OCD
when he would develop these “strange” habits
he considered it fair
who needs Sanity?
who needs dignity?
who needs Self Respect?
all of it was trash…
the fat of life itself
Nathan loved people
Nathan loved them too much
and when Nathan’s time would come
There would be very few people at that funeral