18 minus 2

been reading stories by my classmates for our lit class. some are pretty good. anyway i decided to write another just for fun. super short lang :)

18 minus 2

Matthew Del Rosario

March 8, 2010

 

He took all her pictures down and stared at the pile of old letters she had given him. He knew what was in them. But that was gone now. He wanted to burn them all. He knew it would hurt, but somehow the drama was exactly what he wanted.

Inbox. Delete all read messages? He watched the number count down to zero. No more “good night”, “love you”, “I miss you”, “We’re gonna make it through anything. Promise.”

The same went for his email, his multiply, his facebook, even his friendster. All the pictures. All the blog entries.

He hit play on his ipod. When you go, don’t ever think I’ll make you try to stay. A smile came across his face. And maybe when you get back, I’ll be off to find another way.

 

He opened his eyes and stared at the pictures on his wall. The gaping feeling in his chest still remained. He felt empty, as though he was in a dream with no meaning. If only it was that easy. But why couldn’t it be? The scars faded. So could this.

 

He took all her pictures down and stared at the pile of old letters she had given him.