By W. Glewicz
You don’t want to read this. I don’t want to write it.
Another long day at work, you said. But I called the office. It rang and rang. I tapped the red button to hang up. Not even the satisfaction of slamming down the receiver.
We had an agreement. You’d be discreet; I’d be oblivious. But some scents are unmistakable. You know this.
When you wake tomorrow morning, you’ll find my side of the bed empty. You’ll move room to room. You’ll find this letter.
Did you think you’d break me? Breaking is impossible when I’ve spent so many years bending.
Wow.
Powerful!
Sounds like an open marriage gone off the tracks. Well done!
Hello W.,
Agree with Dart. Totally awesome.
The first line is perfect!
Just wow. So much in such few words. Well done!
Very nicely done!