The one that got away

Garrick sat his laptop on his lap and stared at it for what seemed like hours.

The dim light flickered as it came to life, and he heaved a deep sigh. It had been three weeks since he broke Keiran’s heart, and he still felt like it was only hours ago. He almost dreaded as his computer booted up, and made the familiar jingle of it being fully loaded. He watched as one by one his icons appeared, a blur on his screen through the tears that started to form. “I still love you…but…”...