I don’t like loose ends.
Which is why I don’t get into relationships.
There aren’t enough sharp edges, no definitive lines to clearly mark where they start and end.
It’s easier to not have have friends, to not have lovers.
To laugh away each night with new acquaintances, and forget their names by morning.
I want simple. I want clean. Black or white. Yes or no.
No disappointment or hurt.
People are messy. Complicated. Selfish.
But the test in the trash is hCG positive.
Something inside hurts.
I need to breathe.