A 50-word story — but which version do you prefer? Why? Let me know in the comments.
A. )
It was such a cliché.
“It’s not you, it’s me,” she said. “I need some space, some time to find myself.”
“No worries,” he said. “ You know I stopped caring a long time ago.”
She’d already figured that out.
Now she’s alone and can finally breathe.
B.)
It was such a cliché.
“It’s not you, it’s me,” she said. “I need space, some time to find myself.”
“Go then,” he said. “It hurts too much to keep on trying.”
Now she’s free, and can’t remember why time and space were so damned important.
OUCH! That's a hard choice, Sharron. I lean towards the second, but that first one is brutal.
They BOTH sound so true. Just moments apart.
Or true for different people at the same time.