So you guys might have noticed that I’ve been trying out a new style of writing, and I think I like the emotional dialogue. Anyways, I don’t have a name for this one, so I’m calling it untitled until someone comes up with something better. So please, I beg of you, help me come up with something better! (Yay!)

They stood staring at each other, silent in the rain. She was the first to break the silence.

“Do you want to know what happened? You said you loved me, and then you moved on to all the others. I was just a notch on your worn out belt, a tally on the wall, just a girl you once professed your love to. You let me fall for you, and then you left, distracted by that other girl’s shining smile, forgetting you were supposed to catch me. So now I’ve landed, and every bone in my body aches because I had faith in you, I trusted you, and you let me crash to the ground as you brushed her hair from her eyes.”

Her voice stayed even as she set her jaw and continued,

“I don’t understand how you forgot me so quickly. It must have been that I never meant that much to you in the first place, because I’ve been killing myself trying to get you out of my mind, and you’ve kept your place on that pedestal as the person I would run back to in a heartbeat, if only you’d have me. I guess I always cared more than you did, loved more than you did, and hurt more than you did. And I wish it was your fault, I wish you’d wronged me and done something unforgivable, because at least then I could hate you, I could have a reason to turn away and stay that way. It couldn’t have hurt any more. But you never loved me, and it was no one’s fault at all.”

Her voice stayed even and her eyes were as dry as ever as she looked down for the first time since she started talking. She met his pained gaze for the last time and shook her head. The corners of her mouth twitched upwards in a disbelieving sort of way.

“And you know what? After months of pain, after what seemed like endless girls taking the spot I thought I filled, I still can’t seem to convince my heart to turn away. Your heart’s been searching for a love all this time, love from anyone but me. And my head knows it, tired as it is, but my heart holds on to the imaginary chance that you would become your facade again, the facade you put up when you told me you loved me for the first time. What a shame my heart was never as intelligent as my mind.”

She looked into his eyes, seeing what anyone else would take for regret, and chuckled. She knew him too well. She shook his shaking hand with her steady one, and smiled.

“I hope you guys are happy.”

And with that, a line that she could finally say genuinely, she turned and left him standing in the rain.

Hey! I’ve complained about writer’s block so much on this blog, it’s about time it gets its own post. I did put my own spin on it though, so enjoy.

“You! You’re my writers block!”

She cried, pointing at him accusingly.

“You’re the reason I can’t let my pain bleed into my words, the reason slashing at my heart gets me nothing! You gave all of these wonderful memories to a girl who needed them most of all, and now that you’re gone all that’s left is my aching chest and hollow eyes, remnants of the love we once had. And god, I wish I hated you, I really do, but all I have are happy memories of our time together. My brain keeps them locked up, grasping tightly on to each and every one of them, as if it knew what happens when you let go. You. You’re the reason I can’t tap my veins, writing in blood red ink every reason I love you, and every reason you didn’t love me! You’re the reason I’m slowly going insane, all of your empty promises still hidden under my skin! You’re the reason I can’t write, you’re the reason I can’t sing, the reason I stare up at the stars and cry every night! You’re the reason my heart’s stopped beating, because to beat is to be alive-”

She gasped, her voice hoarse, as she sobbed into her hands. She took a deep, shaky breath and looked up with puffy eyes.

“-and I haven’t felt alive since you left.”