shock.

it made my stomach drop out. and i just sat there in the icy chill of realization, suddenly still and calm. you say you betrayed me, you failed me. i start to feel sick. your words don't distort like they do in all the stories i've written. they aren't blurred out or hazy, they're vividly clear. i want to throw up. i want to cry but i don't. i say it's okay, because it is. clear and calm. i don't start crying until you do.