Little wonder we stumble in life.

The Ivan Project, #58

Leave a comment

Tears flowed from his eyes. There was no need for him to be crying; his girlfriend was saved, he had sacrificed me to do it. And he didn’t need me anymore.

She, in the short time he knew her, shared a far stronger bond with him than I ever could. I was just another scrap in the bin.

He turned to me. “Thank you,” he said.

“Anytime,” I replied. I would always let him take advantage of me.  I guess I had no self-respect. Maybe I should go back to being a loner. I was always stronger then. Rather be thought of as a bitch than a wuss.

“I needed you.”

Now I was crying. “Thank you,” I said.


Author: littlewonder2

I'm 25, and I blog to improve my writing; I want to be good enough to be published. I also studied Japanese when I was younger. Luckily, I'll be able to continue those studies along with Creative Writing next year in University.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s