It's been a month. I can't keep doing this to myself. I'm sorry, but I'm done. I'm done missing you, and I'm done crying over you, and I'm absolutely done with it all. I know you ended it that day you left, but today is the day that I have decided to end it too.
Suddenly, I'm almost glad I stayed mute.
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Short StoryI tried to speak to you. To tell you that I was wrong. You wouldn't listen. It's like you were deaf, and I was mute. © 2014 by A. Roberts. All rights reserved.
