Shattered

I can feel my heart break in a hundred different places as I peek around the doorway.

I'm home early, I brought flowers, they fall from my hands. The sound is louder than it should have been.

Boom.

You look at me, I can't look at you.

I turn and run.

Whoosh.

I'm dashing down the hall. I can hear you call out to me. Go away.

My legs are weak. I can't see straight. I open my wings.

Bam.

Straight into a wall. My mask cracks in two. My head is throbbing painfully. The mask falls off.

Clatter.

The sound echoes. Tears in my eyes, down my face. I can't hide them now. I look back, there you are, a pink blur in my vision.

Apologizing, apologizing.

I draw my sword.

Shhhing.

Pin you against the wall, I'm angry now.

"Why?!" I scream.

"Why would you do this to me?!"

Hic.

You start to cry. I hiss curses under my breath and release you. You fall to the ground, and don't get up.

I'm running again, stumbling over my feet. Pass by a few others-they ask what's wrong. It's none of their business.

Slam.

In my room. I'm shaking, exposed, a raw nerve. I break every picture of you.

Crash.

Broken glass all over the floor. I don't care.

I curl up in bed.

"Please let it all be a bad dream.." I whisper.

No luck. The pain I feel in my chest is all too real. I scream, knowing someone would hear, wishing they hadn't.

Don't let it end like this.

Please, don't let it end like this.

Crack.

Crack

Shatter.