Another Break Up Song

This was written for dVerse and prosery. Thanks to Merril for providing us with this prompt!

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Another Break Up Song

The entirety of his stuff from my apartment fits in a medium-sized reusable Christmas-themed grocery bag, which I carry in my right hand while scanning texts in my left to see if he’s changed his mind.

Two weeks have passed since he said: “I don’t see a future for us.”

One week since I called: “Do you want your stuff?”

It’s 7:14 pm, the air’s still thick with humidity. The day’s heat rises from the sidewalk in steamy waves.

I see him before he sees me. My heart lurches as it does. I pray for “did.” He sips his IPA, then smiles at something on his phone. It’s that smile. The end of us, truly. How long has she/he been part of our lives?

He glances up. No smile. Chit-chat.

We go in different directions down the imperturbable street.

I glance back. Just once.

end

Sascha Darlington

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15 replies »

  1. This is sad, but I feel like maybe the narrator didn’t know the ex-lover very well, considering the she/he comment. I like the way you worked in the prompt line. It fit perfectly.

  2. Been there, done that. Captured perfectly. Do you want your stuff? I hope I never have to say that again. Ever. 🙂

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