january 15, 2013
dear adam,
part of me wants to know if you're holding her now. if you were able to work up the courage to speak to her when you knew I wasn't lurking in the background, tears brimming in my eyes.
it was like a house fire. I couldn't stand to watch, but I also couldn't look away. except the house was our relationship, and my jealousy was the flame.
I can still remember how you laughed differently around her. you'd throw your head back, mouth agape, eyes squinted shut. as if you'd never known your true laugh until her. no matter how hard I tried, I could never make you laugh like that.
truth is, our house was slowly burning, but she was the gasoline that ignited the blaze.
YOU ARE READING
letters to adam
Short Storydear adam, here are all of the words I wish I'd said before our love was lost forever. sincerely yours, aimee
