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  “Don’t tell him you saw me, please.”
“Too late for that.”
My eyes snapped shut and I felt like I had been hit by a freight train. My back stiffened and I stood there, trying to catch my breath as pain ripped through me in dizzying waves.


I miss him.

I can’t speak his name without wanting to die crying.

  I’ve heard stories about the broken heart.

  I’ve read poems about it.

  But I’ve never experienced loss like I did that night.

It’s been months since he last called me – months since I last ignored his calls and I wonder if that was the last time that his number will ever flash across my screen.

The fear blinds me everyday. Sometimes, it’s all that I think about. And I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with this feeling – it’s like I lost my ability to breathe.

   Was it a mistake?

   Did I make a big fucking mistake?

  Have I just ruined –