‘I'm leaving’, I slap a letter of resignation onto Simon's table the minute I entered his office, not even offering him greetings,I strode in with conviction that this was the only option,To leave and pretend the past few months never happened,Said conviction was what built grit into my steps, built strength into my arms as I slammed the letter on his table,But despite the fact that the slam of my hands still echoed in the brightly lit office, and my eyes were narrowed to slits, it didn’t stop the droop in my shoulder,Neither did it stop my diminishing confidence when Simon looks up and our eyes meet.We state at each other for all off five seconds, and in those moments the events of the day before play across his pupils,With it, reminiscence flash across my mind,The crying mess I became the minute I got home, Forcing myself to bed, yet only grabbing fitfuls of sleep, waking up repeatedly to fresh tears on my pillow,‘I can fix this', I had told myself in the dead of
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