[Gwace]

I wake up. Breathing heavily, I reach for the water I had put on my night stand just before I went to bed. I gulp the remaining half down in about two seconds. Why are you trying to scare me? I don't exactly know who I was talking to; you or god, if there is one. It seems as though that's all I know of god these days.

"God if there is one" or "God as we know it", instead of being a 3-letter word, god has become a 5-word sentence.

I lay my head back down, and a deep sigh peeps it's way through my mouth. It's been a month and a day since we ended everything, but less than a month since you told me you loved me. It's been a month since we said the vomit-inducing words "it's over," but less than a month since we kissed. You said you'd come back after you finished school, but my nightmares say otherwise. A voice that's not mine repeats over and over in my head, turning my insides over with every short word she says. Speaking so devilishly as if every word she's saying is poisoning me slowly. This happens every night.

"I'm in love with your ex..."

I grit my teeth as I loose my grip on reality and punch my wall. The bumps of the drywall cause my dry knuckles to bleed. I don't care if I wake anyone up. The feeling of being so unsure kills me inside. Slowly ripping my heart out with every thought that passes through my mind. Fuck. Somebody remind me never to fall in love again.

Taking a deep breath, I turn over, turn the light on, trying to see if there's any bandage lying around, though I doubt there is. Unfortunately my search for a bandage causes more insanity, as I see those pictures we took at the mall. Remember that? It was the day before I left for Virginia to see my Grandma, I was gone for 2 weeks. It was incredibly painful for the both of us to be away from each other. You picked me up at the airport. You came hours early in anticipation, and I was wanting my plane to go faster. When I finally got to the airport I was wondering where you were, when I looked behind me and saw your smiling face, the most beautiful thing I had seen in two weeks. You were wearing your favorite shirt. "Tool" "10000 Days." Your favorite band. Black shirt, black pants as usual. Your hair was spiked and your sunglasses were resting on top of your head. Just like always. Just the way we liked it. STOP. JUST FUCKING STOP!!

This time I punch myself in the skull. I can't take your memories anymore. It's amazing how looking at one picture can bring so much of us back.

this is pretty good, are you adding more to it? I edited the line spacings a bit, watch that in the future.

[Gwace]

Thank you! I was placing it in the romance catagory...or whatever you would think to be best. And I was thinking about adding more to it, I would like to but there's also another part of me that likes the mystery in it as it is.

just that it says '(work in progress)' so I assumed I should wait til you put some more on there. If you post around the site a bit and generally participate we'll see about putting this up.

[karimeaway]

I really enjoyed your story. It was heartbreaking, mysterious, and intriguing all at once - which can be difficult to do! keep up the great work!

[RENA HANDS]

Misspelled words; poisoning, each other, unfortunately, incredibly, and Virginia. Will you be adding more to the story, it seems incomplete. All in all, the story is a subject matter that anyone who has suffered a heartbreak can understand.

[Lubesh]

I have corrected those errors as i was reading it. I liked this short interlude had a good impact.

[spinx]

I like it that all i can say.

[irishgrll]

When it is complete i think it will be great.

[camiroxursox]

A little longer or more completion would make it a lot better. Overall it was good. I enjoyed reading it. Keep up the good work!