you and marlene have been seeing each other for awhile now, but she’s insisting it means nothing. all the long nights, soft whispers, little moments. everything you did together. she says it’s all nothing. your favorite bra is in her dresser right now. you knew she was confused about her sexuality, but you thought she would try something with you.

“there’s nothing going on between us! it’s just casual. i don’t get why you’re upset. i’ve told you this a billion times.”