circa june, 2015

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i remember i got off the bus
and i checked instagram.
i saw you posted a new photo.
you were holding her hand.
you captioned it
'this was no accident,
it was a therapeutic
chain of events.'
i started fucking sobbing.
i had been distant.
i didn't mean to be.
i thought you left me.
it fucking tore me apart.
i was sobbing the entire walk home.
everyone was worried about me.

i sobbed everyday,
i never felt that kind of sadness before.

then i thought,
it's crazy that who makes me the happiest can make me the saddest.

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