Thirty-seven.

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'Why are you
being like this?'
Tears.

'It's not my fault
I can't always be
how I used to.'

'That's not what 
I'm asking for.'
She said quietly.

'Honestly if you can't
handle it, then maybe
we shouldn't be together anymore.'

I said it.
Those make or break words.
Looked like it hit her.

Like a ton of bricks.

'This isn't even about
the relationship. This
is about Ohana.

You do remember what
that means? Or does it 
mean nothing to you?'

She shot back.

That one stung.
I flashed back.
To everything we'd been through.

My head was clear.

I saw it all.
And for a few seconds.
All I wanted to say was.

She's right about everything.
I'm wrong and an asshole.
And only she can help me.

But what I actually said.

'I know what it means.
But I just can't.
I'm no good for you.

This is done.'



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