Monday 13 July 2015

"Hows life?"
"Splendid"
"Hows she?"
"Gone"
"What?"
"what?"
"Explain that"
"there is no explanation needed"
"i thought you fell for her"

He looked at me, and i saw it for the first time. Without his usual mask of indifference he was hurting so bad.

"i didnt just fall for her." He murmured, putting his trembling knuckles inside his jeans. "i fucking drowned"

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