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It wasn't even a big deal.

He apologized, but that wasn't what made me cry.

He said he'd make it up to me.

That's what did it.

I stayed home the next day because I was too afraid to see him.

I was afraid he would try to talk to me again.

I was afraid I would fall.

I didn't want to destroy him.

I was afraid I would break him into pieces.

And add him to the list of people I've broken.

There's too many on that list.

Too many.

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