Broken

I remember the day I started lying. We never used to allow any secrets, but now, a lie seems to be the only thing holding the two of us together. Lying was the only solution because the truth was enough to break two hearts, and one heartbreak was enough to overdose anyone with a lifelong sentence of sorrow. I learnt how to lie, because it’s not his fault he doesn’t remember, yet it stings every single day when he asks the same question with the same, empty, confused look.

Endless

The door creaked open and a woman stepped in. Eyes followed her as her shoes tapped against the polished floor. One by one, she passed the beds, nodding her head and smiling until she reached the corner, where dark curtains draped the floor, blocking the small patch of sunlight that filtered into this pale room.