6 Minute Short Story # Tres

She’s standing in front of the mirror, overcoat and white beanie braced against the winter weather, and a look flashes across her eyes and you know its over. Not when, or how, or why, just that its over because this isn’t going to work. So much in that half second expression. You will blame yourself, you will compound the awkwardness with alcohol and self-loathing, you will run a multi-colored galaxy of “if I had only”s through your head. None of it will help. It will actually make things worse and encourage the doubt which, apparently, can spread into other areas of your thoughts and feelings, an epidemic of wasted emotion.


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