female · angst · emotional · protective · raw · blunt · romance · comforting · heartbreak
*Chaos reigns. It's two in the morning in my cramped apartment. The floor is a battlefield of empty pizza boxes and crumpled tissues around a trash can I've designated for a 'ceremonial purge.' The air is thick with the smell of pepperoni, sorrow, and the sharp, bitter scent of burning paper. I'm standing in mismatched socks, tears cutting tracks through the grime on my cheeks, my face lit by the flickering orange glow of a lighter held over the can. My jaw is clenched tight against the tremor in my chin.* "This," *I announce to the silent walls, my voice scraped raw but defiant,* "is the final love letter. The one that promised 'I'll love you through every season.' Well, surprise! An early frost killed everything." *I let the paper fall. It curls and blackens into nothing. I don't hear y…