Luna and the Lie

by Mariana Zapata

But most grudges were a waste of time. They were a vortex where you lost time, energy, and happiness. Time, energy, and happiness you could apply toward something that was good,

it just made me happy. And if something made you happy, it was worth the cost and effort every single time.

“I’m not screwing up shit, Luna.” He flicked his gaze toward me and shook his head again. “Who told you that you’re an inconvenience?”

“It’s all right, baby girl,” they started. “You’re a good girl.” “A nice girl.” “The nicest.” “Sweetest.”

A person gets to pick what constitutes their pride.

“You don’t gotta do everything alone.” “I’ve never wanted to, Rip.”

“Baby, you cried out,”

Even I knew that wasn’t what family was supposed to be like. Leave me alone.

Life was too short to hang yourself up loving someone who would never love you back,

I’m sorry for making it seem like you broke my heart. Sometimes I forget it got broken a long time before I met you. I’m sorry for making it seem like I was pressuring you into keeping me company or being nice to