He left after the fiasco.
He said he was sorry the next day, that he won't do it again.
I had become accustomed to his lies, and his words do not hurt me anymore.
I said alright.
He said sorry.
I didn't care anymore, really!
The accident just felt like a blur in my mind, a blur of red, shouting, and stamps.
It's been a week since then.
I went on a walk today, because I just couldn't stand being at home after work.
Ah yes, work.
Working at the library, restaurant, convenience store, community center- you name it.
Everything and anything.
The bills just don't add up.
The zeroes in my bank account disappear faster than I can make them.
The debts.
The broken promises.
I remember when I used to have a decent-paying job before Jackson went with the guys back then. I used to make salad and steak during the weekends, and he would dance around, singing some awful tune at the top of his lungs.
I loved him.
Do I still love him now?
I'm not sure.
But those precious memories felt beautiful and lonely- like a bird who remembered the feeling of flying before its wings were broken.
I remembered how he would drive me in his Corolla to the nearby lake, and we would have a small picnic, talking about the troubles of everyday life.
Those troubles felt large to me, but now, it's a mere speck of dust.
The smell of the waters, the shouts and the laughter.
The cries of the seagulls and the crashing of the waves.
I had flown, once, but I do not think that I can fly ever again.
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General Fiction"If you can change one moment in your life, what will you choose?" Claris stared at the letter, mesmerized. What has she got to lose? Her financial situation was a bust- and her ex had just ran off with the rest of her money and on the run for drugs...
