A Dark Fantasy
He wrapped his arms around my waist, his chin on my shoulder. "I think I have to let you go..." My heart skipped a beat, too afraid to understand if its pain or elation I'm feeling. "What?" I asked. He buried his face at my nape. "Don't think I haven't noticed... you've got that far-off look in your eyes, like a bird trapped in a cage. And... you haven't written anything the few months we've been together." "I was taking a rest... I was..." I weakly replied. "You were uninspired." he finished for me. And my silence was all he needed to confirm it was true. -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-==-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-==-=-=-