#6 - 22/08/21

The sunlight is blinding her, a bright juxtaposition to the previous evening that she had her ‘thoughts’.

There was an emptiness to her that was reserved for real pain. Would he leave her because it was the easier option? Did he even know?

She’d been known to sweep things under the rug - equally as well as she’d been known to speak her mind. She wasn’t sure if he’d gotten to learn that yet. He assumed her strong and unshaken, but really she was as shaken as a palm tree in the wind.

“You’re on the road to failure,” the wind whispers past her hair.