Rock Paper Scissors

by Alice Feeney

Nobody should promise to love somebody else forever, the most any sane individual should do is promise to try.

I’d booked us a table for dinner – I knew you would forget to remember

do know that the lies we tell ourselves are always the most dangerous. And I know that sometimes the thoughts we hide in the margins of our minds are the most honest, because they are ours alone, and we think nobody else will see them.

‘It means sometimes life changes people, even us. We are both different versions of ourselves compared with who we were when we first met. Almost unrecognisable in some ways. But I love all the versions of you. And no matter how much we change, how I feel about you never will,’ you said, and I wanted to believe you.