Her

Her

A Story by grace.b

My dad told me that when I fell in love it would feel like fireworks. A colourful chaos that overwhelmed and excited.


But when I fell in love it was like being underwater. A muted world that stretched on forever, and an all-consuming breathlessness.


For a while I was weightless, as the ceiling lights shimmered just above the surface, and the large clock on the wall ticked on. I floated on my quiet confession as it brushed cool against my skin, and I counted the seconds left. My body moved without permission, drifting in the current, pulling me nearer to her.


And I wished that she would let me drown.

© 2016 grace.b


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