To be honest, I never really loved you. To be honest, I never really cared. I needed a warm bed to sleep in. Arms to embrace me. Food to fill my belly. But love is so much more than a bed and arms and food. Love is trust. To be honest, I never fully trusted you. To be honest, I never trusted myself in choosing you.
This was written in response to today's
One-Minute Writer prompt. Today's prompt: To be honest. The rules are simple. Read the prompt. Set the timer. Write for one minute. Stop and post.
Labels: flash fiction, one-minute writer