What Happens When You Break

by G.L. Strong

“You’re gonna act out cause, what? We didn’t cuddle? You wanna go cuddle, Mayo? Let’s go. Walk up those stairs and I’ll spoon the shit out of you.”

Her eyes are wide and shining, staring straight into me in a way no one else ever has. A way that scares me and entices me all at the same time. Like she knows my every fear, want, hope in life. Like I’m an open book for her to dissect with her piercing blue eyes.

“All I’m sayin' is, I’m already broken. You broke me years ago. You left me breathless and beggin’. Time can’t change a broken man. So, you better be sure. There’s no takin’ it back. There’s no puttin’ us back together. If you break for me, I’m never lettin’ you go.”

“I’ll take you however I can get you, baby girl. You’re perfect either way.”

“Sometimes it’s better to deal with the pain of the inevitable, than with the hope of the impossible.”

“I don’t care what my house looks like, baby girl. As long as you’re who I’m comin’ home to.”

“I am in love with you, Maya Turner. I am in love with every little freckle on your face. I am in love with the way you bite your lip when you’re thinkin’. I am in love with the way your eyebrows furrow when you’re anxious or mad. I am in love with the way you yell and laugh and sing and cry. I am in love with your witty humor. I am in love with how deeply you love. Everythin’ about you Maya. I wouldn’t be me without you.”

“Then marry me. Marry me in a week and we will figure it all out. Please, Maya, don’t marry him.”