Pretending
They met and clicked. They laughed. They started dating.
She was happy, she was sure.
But then…
Is it him? Is it me?
She couldn’t understand. She felt like the world was leaving her behind, and nobody could see it. Neither him.
I love you. I love you not.
Then, he started planning their life together, a normal thing to do.
I love you, but I’m pretending you’re someone you’re not, was all she wrote to him. Then she left, never looking back. She was sure he hated her, couldn’t understand her words. She didn’t mind, she preferred that way.