I never met you before, but I looked at you through the glass several times a year. You had eyes like the sky at twelve o'clock and a smile that could light up this whole town. I never met you before, but I could tell by the way your shoulders were strong and your back …
Kill your heroes.
People only want to know the glory of the man standing on top of the mountain. Â They want to see the hero, make up the story in their heads and ignore the truth. Â We all want to believe in the hero. Â We need to believe that he exists; believe that what we are striving for …
Haley Lauren Smith 