A Short Story: You Just Made a Mistake

“I told you I am so messed up. My mind, my heart, I’ve never been sure about them,” I continued. He looked me in the eye.

“You did tell me. But I never agree until I witnessed it by myself. You’re so naive in a way but too mistrustful in other way,” His gaze was now full of pity. I look away.

“How could you have too much of everything inside you? I can’t even imagine,” he continued.

I throw my head back laughing hard that I burst into tears, “Please don’t. Not that look. You know, you just filled me with that satisfaction,” I wiped my tears.

“Still I am unable to make sense of that enjoyment you get when you left me with annoying thoughts about you,” he stroke my hair and I pull back.

“I am sorry.. I.. I was just.. It’s a...”

He leaned forward and kiss my forehead. At one moment I thought I’ll feel nothing. Instead, I feel my bone liquefy and pool in my shoe. There was this surprising feeling of endearment.

But then my lungs quicken and my chest gets painful as I heard him whispers, “Thank you for letting me in.”

I am trembling.

You just made a mistake

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