Heartache: Malfunctions of the Heart

"You don't have to pretend to love me or care! I know that I'll always be just an option... rather than your one and only, your default, absolutely yours!"

Those were the last words to slip past your polka-dotted lips. Shaded in black, with white specks, as the beautiful curves of your body began to crash. One by one, your hardware shut me out till I was left with nothing.

Your pure white stained and clouded.

I sobbed, knowing it was true.

Mac, I'll always love you...

But once I peeked through her Window, there was no going back!