I was nothing like her. Her, who was smiling on my screen. It was 2:13 AM when I unblocked you, for the nth time. She had a polished face, with black kajal and maroon lipstick, wearing a black dress with a white leather jacket. "Such a show off," I thought and instantly hated myself for the malice that took over my love in an instant. Love, that's not even mine, not anymore. I locked the screen for a few seconds and unlocked it to block you, again. That was the only way to put a stop on my obsession. At that moment, I saw you grinning beside her. You were happy, like we were once. Damn! Maybe more than that. I had a sound sleep that night. . ___________ Day 6 of Worldrobe F for Firgun {Hebrew} Meaning- the simple, unselfish joy that something good has happened to someone else Open for collab. Subscribe to read my paid story on the same prompt.
