Visceral  

Daily Prompt Visceral

 

Somewhere, till this moment, I had a little hope in my heart. Hope that she’d say yes. Hope that she’d, someday, become part of my life. That hope died the very second she cut the phone.

She respected me. But she didn’t love me.

I was in tears. My heart was aching like someone was cutting it open with bare hands. And I found myself struggling with this visceral sensation of fear that I had lost her forever.

The bus came after 10 minutes. I relentlessly boarded it. I had to be at home. My family was there. And they loved me.

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