this morning #1236.

this morning, we were both searching for the right words. taking turns. tiptoeing around hurt with short bursts of layered thoughts followed by long pauses. artless silences. aborted glances. taking just enough time to reset the mind. after a few such exchanges, i started to believe that we were asking for the same thing. though it was for different reasons, we both wanted out of this relationship. neither of us had the guts to say it though. i know i didn’t. i’m overly concerned that i’ll hurt her. my fragile bird. for her, that’s always been an issue, the main reason she keeps me at a distance. i hate that she does that. it’s an unsustainable dynamic. i finally just looked her in the eyes & said, “you know it’s true.”