Stretched

“I think i’m broken”, the girl said,

Her words tumbled into the dry air.

“You’re not broken”, the boy replied

“You are just being stretched”.

The girl nodded as if in agreement

Then after a moment she said,

“It would be less painful to just finally break”.

The boy just tried to put back a smile on her face

and she did smile just for him.

But in her mind there was only one thought twisting and slithering around,

I want to be broken.

I want to be broken…

M.A.P

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