'I wanted to ask, but I was afraid of the answer. And for a moment I had a bit of courage from the constant nagging feeling of not knowing so I asked. "Do you love me still?" As i wait, terrified of the answer to the suffocating question that was pounding in my head now in the air. Holding my breath hoping to stop time so I can prepare for the answer. As I let the breath out I realize you haven't spoken in awhile, in the moment it felt like a century. The silence was deafening. As you peirce through the thick air, puncturing my heart, my soul, my lungs. Breaking me.
"I don't think I ever did..." You whispered. I sit there crying as you walked away with those six words no longer sitting in the thick air, but now mixed in the crumbled pieces of me and our memories.'
~excerpts from a book I'll never write∞
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Short StoryJust a whole bunch of excerpts from a book I'll never write. If you like one in particular then let me know I'll see if I can make a book out of it.❤️ Lots of love- huneyboobear
