Roma and Juliet

"You better wait for me, okay?" I said into the mic. There was a pause, my arm felt like lead as I held the phone to my cheek.

The line crackled. "Okay.." her voice sounded like static, broken and hard to listen to.

The line clicked, and I hung up not long after she did.

I dropped my phone on the mattress as I sat down. I held my head in my hands, curling my knees to my chest. I let a heavy sigh fall from my lips. God, how could it have come to this? No one was supposed to know, no one was ever supposed to know. I carded my fingers through my hair, letting them catch and pull on the strands. My stomach was tying itself in knots, I felt sick. For all the studying I had ever done on biology, anthropology or even sociology,

none of them ever said anything about the pain of heartbreak.