It was New Year’s Eve, but each year, you dreaded it

You grew up in a country where wars and bombings were everyday background noises

The fireworks reminded you of gunshots and bombs, reviving all your traumas

Lucky for you, this time you were spending the night with your gf. She knew about this and every time, she comforted you

“Hey it’s okay, I’m here” Sat in the grass, she wraps her arm around you as she notices your breath getting heavier while the fireworks keep going