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. They want to see the hero, make up the story in their heads and ignore the truth. We all want to believe in the hero. We need to believe that he exists; believe that what we are striving for …
Haley Lauren Smith 