“I think about the hardest moment after you, one of the darkest times of my life; the irony of wanting to tell you about it all when you were the one who put me in that place, and now, I laugh.” “It’s been a while,” you look at me with the same eyes I used to wish would see me. “You can tell me.” “You are no longer that person for me.”
Stories I’ll tell one day #122 by Ming D. Liu














