C14 Book 1 The Ex

like a black rose, her darkness was beautifully fatal.

~ e. corona

Matilda and I sit in silence, drinking our cider, for a long while. I think over her words but cannot put voice to the many questions running through me. I'm too tired. Too weary of the way everyone speaks in puzzles. I'm not even sure they realize they're doing it. To them, this is how one communicates. To me