Je Te Dis Au Revior
You push your laptop away from yourself to sit back and get an eyeful of your condomstellation. There was a lot on your mind that was silently buzzing in place but there was one thing that was making the most noise. You had been questioning your relationship for a while now and you think maybe it’s time to end it.
You don’t want to though and it hurts to even admit it. Raphael did no wrong but the further time goes, the more things begin to surface in your mind. You haven’t been seeing him as often as you like and keep making excuses that you’ve both been too busy to see each other. You know deep down that’s not true. You could easily make the time to see him. But even more than that, you had been hiding things from him. He didn’t know about what had happened with Justice and Yomiel or even the deal you made with a certain cueball. It’s because of this you don’t think you’re right for him and you think he deserves a lot better.
But you’re scared to face him so you’ve been waiting for the right time to bring it up. You’ve been waiting and the wait has been killing you silently. You know you can’t keep putting it off forever so grab a pencil and piece of paper before getting to work.
The first words that you write look like a sweetened pile of pain and you immediately scrap it for another sheet of paper. The next set seems too harsh so you scarp it again. You keep going through this process until finally you settle on the right words. In the end, your letter reads:
"hey raph, i know weve both been busy but its no excuse for me to just hand off this letter. sorry but i couldnt come up with any other way to do this. i love you. i love you so much that it hurts. but i dont think ive been fair to you lately. there have been times i could have seen you and i brushed you off for other things. thats not fair to you and i dont want to keep this as a constant thing. so thats why i think we should break up. im still your friend and ill always be there for you. thats something that will never change. i just dont think a relationship is really the best for us. please understand and im sorry its come to this.
dani”
You’re quivering violently by the time you finish. Somehow you manage to fold the paper into thirds before carefully placing it into your jacket pocket. Now all that was left to do was travel to Paris…
You’re staring at your TV in reluctance. You don’t want to go through with this but the longer you delay…
You snap out of it and quickly dive into the Midnight Channel. You don’t think, you don’t stop, and you simply press through the barren wasteland of your half of this bizarre space. You keep going until you spot familiar French monuments and find a cracked window. Carefully you stick your head in and spot a familiar dog resting on the corner of the room. You stick your head out before taking the letter again. There’s a moment of hesitation before you grip it tightly in your hand. Then you push your fist through the glass and let go of the letter on the other side. The minute you hear a weouf from the other end, you start to run.
You keep running and running through the desolate wasteland of the channel until you trip and fall. You slam your fist down in slight frustration only to notice a few drops grave your fist. You quiver lightly before getting up and running again. You’re not sure where to go now but anywhere that’s not here would be a plus.
