Fake Memories

I saw your hand around my waist, your eyes staring at me with a kind of sticky chocolate hold that captivates me—holds me frozen in time. Your lips part as you spit, the three most poisonous words any guy can tell a girl. I swallow them and hold them in my throat. Those words were my life saver, every word you say in that sickly sweet and raspy voice not only rips me apart but fuels my desire for pain. I saw all of this in my mind as you sat near me never knowing I was deeply in love with you deeply in love with a memory that never happened and never would.