[ WP ] Free write . Write the first short story that pops into your head .


 I was sitting on the floor, playing with the popcorn crumbs long trapped in the rug from our first semester. My roommate was sitting in her chair, rocking it back and forth. 
 `` Tell me.'' She asked. `` What is it like to fall out of love?'' 
 I looked up, befuddled. 
 
 `` Well, I have n't been IN love. But I know what it'll be like when I fall in love just from what I've heard. How do you know when you fall out of love?'' She asked me, looking anywhere but my eyes. Such an awkward question. I thought for a moment, then lay down on my back and spoke, staring at the tiles. 
 
 `` It sucks.'' I said. `` You still love them. But you miss them. You cling onto what you used to have, praying that it may still happen, but know it's a figment of your imagination.'' 
 She was looking at me now, listening with rapt attention. 
 `` You pretend it is n't happening only because you do n't want it to. You lie to yourself for a while. And only when there's no hope does it finally end. It hurts.'' I whispered. `` It sucks.''
