I laughed as I looked down at my phone.
"Wow" I whispered to myself as I typed the tiny letters on my keyboard.
This was the day.
The first day I fell in love.
Except I didn't know it was love.
Until after it was over.
See, love is like a piano dropped out of a four story window, and you just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time.
Here I am. At the very bad place, at the very bad time.
Derek Bradley.
The love of my life.
We met through our friends, but have become more than that in the past 2 months.
I stared at my phone for what felt like hours, but were only minutes. I finally gave up and put my phone to sleep.
I stared at my ceiling, drumming my fingers on my phone waiting for his reply.
Things have been sketchy the last couple of weeks.
He would always text first, reply right away. Now it's hard to keep a simple conversation going.
I continued to finger drum on my phone as I felt it vibrate.
A smile began to form on my lips as I slowly turned over my phone.
A text message.
From him.
I unlock my phone, prepared to read a flirtatious text with a winky face included.
But it wasn't that at all.
I used to think words didn't hurt you.
Especially words less to even qualify as a sentence.
Four words.
Could mean so much.
That you never forget.
I slowly read the text over and over. Not wanting to believe what I saw.
Spelling out each word wondering if he made a typo.
But no, this was happening.
This is true.
The four deathly words repeating in my head. Getting louder and more hurtful each time.
Until everything went silent.
I faced my phone down on my stomach and tried to breathe.
But I had to look one more time.
Four words.
"I don't like you"
