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Before

Trevor

I used to be the guy who had it all

I had the girlfriend ht places, and always up for a good tiuitar in the hottest band around andon the football team My best friend was like a brother to me, and my family was relatively free of drama Sure my dad worked a little too much and my mom bitched about it, and yeah, ood

I was invincible I had goals and drea them

Until I wasn’t

Until a night went so wrong that I ended up in a coma, and by the time I ca to catch up to everyone else, and running to catch up wasn’t souy at the head of the line I was the lucky one Until I wasn’t And like everything else in this new life of mine, it totally sucked

Thinking about it hts when I can’t sleep Nights when all I want to do is closeI don’t want to remember how I used to be, and I sure as hell don’t want to reht

Except that I can

I can rele detail

It was hot The kind of hot thatheavy The moon was out, and it never went away, kind of like perpetual twilight

My girlfriend wore a tight black halter top and a white skirt that barely covered her ass I gave her hell for it, but I liked how the other guys checked her out I liked knowing that she was et busy in so the trees

Of course, that didn’t happen because I drank too irl, Bailey, was disgusted So yeah, the “getting busy” thing never happened

Then I got in a car with someone I kneas almost as wasted asI’ve ever done I rehed me off and said he was fine

I reood for a pickup if one of us screwed up Andup But at the time it see

If I’d done that? Calledin the car with Nathan at the wheel? Things would be so damn different I’d still be the old me Not some loser with shit for brains and a TBI (traureat handle

But I don’t like thinking about what if because it depresses the hell out of me What if doesn’t ht now

And for ht now just e my life And the scariest truth of all?

Right now is all I got

Before

Everly

Twelve months, teeks, and three days is exactly three hundred and eighty-two days I’m fairly certain it doesn’tTothat happened before then matters Not now and maybe not ever

I used to be that girl You know the one I had it all

Until I didn’t

Three hundred and eighty-two days ago,to figure out how to get it back to what it was How to unsee and unhear everything that happened