Tears streamed down my face as I navigated the path behind him, hiking to the sound of nothing but our boots crunching the ice-crusted snow.
Gazing from a redwood branch to a sprig of snow plant, I wondered how it could be possible to feel so depressed while surrounded by such stunning scenery.
Before we had left the apartment that morning, he had asked me to put on some makeup.
I explained that I had left it off on purpose, because makeup attracts mosquitoes, but he replied, “I’m sorry, you just don’t look as good without it.”
The moment that he stopped and spun around to smile at me, audaciously unbothered by the last hour of silence, was the moment that I knew that I had to leave him for good.
Ever since then, I’ve tried not to let potential partners see me with makeup on until after we’ve already been dating for some time.
Twiglet #290: Ice-crusted snow.
From The Twiglets: “What’s a Twiglet? A Twiglet is a short phrase. Or a word. Maybe two. Its aim is to “prompt” a flow. A thought. A memory. If something comes to mind, write. A polished piece isn’t the goal; creativity is. Poetry. Prose. Short lines. Whatever you create is a success.”
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