I sat on the bench alone. I was cold and shivered as I zipped up my jacket, but I didn’t really care. I felt so numb as I stared out into the playground, just trying to think threw what just happened.

I was snowing, but I didn’t care. My cheek didn’t hurt anymore now that is was numb. My tears didn’t freeze as I cried. My throat hurt from screaming. I tried to sigh, but it hurt.

I still can’t grasp it; everything was just fine in the morning. One fight and that is it. That is all it took. I just walked out. Everything was just so silent out here. I wish I could rewind to just this morning. Maybe I could change what made you angry. Maybe I wouldn’t say those horrible things to you. There is no going back, though. I just sit here, alone, in the snow, cold and numb.

I look around. Maybe it will be like in the movies. You will run up to me and hug me. Tell me you love me and we forget this ever happened. Nope, nothing. Just me and the snow.