“We Wouldn’t Have Worked Out Anyway.” He Says, Laughing Quietly. But I Notice The Uncertainty In

“We wouldn’t have worked out anyway.” He says, laughing quietly. But I notice the uncertainty in his voice, how the words roll off his tongue strangely; as if he’s trying and failing to convince himself of his own words. My eyes flicker to his for a moment, long enough to notice the vulnerability beneath them.

I turn away from him and I force a laugh and nod in agreement, desperately trying to ignore the dangerous thoughts forming in my head. I can’t afford to think of what if’s and what could’ve been. To think of us happy together, had we done things a little differently. That would be torture.

- cece (melancholicwritings)