suspicious minds

“There are words I wish I could take back, and secrets I wish I had never told you.”

She stared at me from across the room, searching for anything that could break me down, for any button to be pushed. And I didn’t know why.

All I wanted was to tell her how I felt, that’s all I ever wanted to do. And yet, she was looking for more. For something unknown to me, she wanted to find that something that could make this all go away. I don’t think it mattered anymore whether or not it was true.

Sometimes it would be easy to notice, the way she would grab hold of the wrong part of a sentence, the part that wasn’t meant to be emphasised. We would agree that it had been an error in communication most of the times, and laughed about it on good days. But the bad days kept coming, until there were only bad days left.

We set this bridge on fire from both ends, and maybe that was intentional. At some point, if no one ever crosses a bridge, no one needed it in the first place.