“BREATHE” by LisaMM

Don’t you think I’ve cried enough for you?

My tears have brimmed the riverbed, they’ve filled the orchard, they’re creeping up the doorsteps. In fact, they’ve flooded the basement, and I can’t promise that they won’t reach the first story. What will happen if they inch up to the roof? Can you imagine me there, trying not to slip on the shingles as the water is rising, bawling my heart out as I cling to the chimney?

No, I didn’t think so. In fact, I don’t think you’ve given it any thought at all.

The truth is, I’m afraid I haven’t cried my last. There’s a quality in you that brings out the most watery in me. I love you too much to let go,and I love you too much to stop you from breaking my heart. In fact, I’m beginning to wonder what happens when the body runs out of tears.

Does it parch the body of all hydrogen and carbon bonds, leaving empty crackly tear ducts and papery skin? Is that the kind of body you want to see clinging to the top part your chimney? No? Yes? Was that a yes? It wasn’t?

Drama queen? Don’t even mention it. I don’t want to hear those words again from your lips. I don’t know what you’re going to do, mister, but ease away from that phonebook. No shrink or plumber—can’t touch this.

~Angreek87