But, butt, but

June 19, 2011 § Leave a comment

“I love you but I can’t be with you.”

“Why not?”

“Because you make me someone I don’t want to be. Because I make you someone you don’t want to be.”

“But I like the person I am when I’m with you.”

“You’re just scared.”

To this, he lowers his eyes; eyes filled with words he is too disappointed to say. As his head slowly follows, he lets out a light wimper. He lifts his head to reveal tears.

The tears are falling in slow motion, down one straight path from his lids to his stubble-stained chin. In that moment, time fades and the world is silent. All I can hear is the pain in my heart.

The sadness in his eyes is too much to bear.

As quick as it began, the moment was over. The world is buzzing again. He begins gasping for air and starts to sob — loud enough that the making-out couple next to us could hear. Then, I fall into the trap.


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