jalousie

I have a lot of stuff saved on here from the past year that I never posted. Here is one that I liked.

"Why are you sad?"

"How can you tell?"

It was pitch black and I hadn't shown any body language to lead him to believe this. Maybe it was just because I was quiet. I rolled over to face the wall and wanted to cry, but just felt numb. I waited for his breathing to become slow and heavy and then I crept out of bed and put on his sweater. I dug in his jacket pocket for his pack of smokes, slipped out the front door, lit up. I stood alone in the street. It was after 3 am, cold, drizzling. My legs shook. I listened to the wind ruffle a tarp. I had hoped the burning ache in my chest would be snuffed out. But now I just feel completely numb.