“So what are we?” He asked with a smile.

I felt my heart drop out of my chest.
I realized that our innocent fun
Has turned into something deeper,
Something with more meaning.

“You tell me,” I murmured playfully.

With my heart pounding and thoughts racing,
I was taken over by complete happiness.
I realized my love for him about three months ago,
He must have finally realized he feels the same way.
We were both ready to take our relationship to the next step.
As I waited for his answer, his lips curved upward, his eyes sparkled.
I was so happy to not have to be his little secret anymore,
To be able to tell my best friends about our late nights together,
About the way his hands cradle my body while we share sweet words,
To tell them in detail about every memory we have lived.

The next few words that escaped his mouth seemed to hang in the air,
Then proceeded to slip through my ears, slide down my throat
And strangle my lungs, leaving me gasping in despair.
My heart exploded on the scene.
Yes, I could here my heartstrings tearing, one by one.

And Three weeks from hearing those words I’m still picking shards of glass from my lungs,
Coughing blood up every night while shaking on the bathroom floor,
Attempting to piece my broken heart back together and find myself repaired.

“No strings attached?” He said.