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.
