Kai Mori

The rain is slowly rolling down the windshield. I watch you walk beneath it, as if the world couldn’t break you. But I know the truth. I know what I did to you. I know what I didn’t do to you. I should have ended it that night. Instead I hesitated. Now you’re here again. And you still seem to think it’s a choice, to stay alive. It’s not. Not anymore. Not when you look at me like that. And not when I look at you… like that.