everywhere: a short story

"Show me where you are hurting." You said as you got close to me. I stared at you for a moment then looked away.

"Everywhere." I whispered.

Your arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me close to you. I felt tears find their way to the brim of my waterline. I hate showing this side of me. I always have; I always will.

"You're still beautiful to me." You whispered in my ear.

I didn't say anything but I know one thing that is true. You're lying.

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