the letter | m.yg [editing]

6

"what the fuck?"

those three words were all that came out of your mouth.

a few seconds passed and you slammed your hand on the wall behind me.

you just stared at the ground, not saying anything.

not until you sighed.

you walked to the door and opened it.

i figured you wanted to be alone, plus you were aggressive now.

i wondered more about what had happened for the last 4 years.

where were the bruises really coming from?

did you know how bad i needed you all these years?

or at least someone as kind as you had been before now?