Pencil

“You know what, I’ve figured out what I am to you”

“And what’s that hun?”

“I’m a pencil!”

“Pencil? Why pencil?”

“So it’s easier for you to erase later on. Am I brilliant or what?” I gave you a grin.

A forced smile broke from your face, and words swallowed deep in your throat.

We both know that’s the truth.

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