imagine

The pain seized me, and I could almost feel my heart shatter as the words slipped out of your mouth.

The one person who I thought I could trust, was coldly turning away and stomping on me as though I had meant nothing.

I probably did, maybe I was lying to myself this whole time.

It was possible that I made it up in my head as a sort of comfort to myself that maybe someone actually cared.

We all do that, don't we?

We create scenarios and figments to make ourselves feel better, to escape the reality.

But as I felt my breath leave me, nothing I could think of would subside this.