The Goodbye That was Never Planned

The cold water kisses my lips and cools off my hot tearful face. I grab yet another tissue and wipe what is rest of my tears away. The mirror on the refrigerator shows a reflection that I can’t notice at first. The girl in the reflection shows a version of me I have never seen before. I shake my head and slam the mirror on the table. The noise of shattering glass echos in my lonely house. I leave it without cleaning up and shuffle my way to the window. Leaning against the wall, a flashback hits. I am watching a movie of my own life from a distance and my eyes once again fill with tears. I didn’t know I even had any tears left.

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