“But I love you,” I said again hoping that she would change
her mind, knowing she wouldn't.
She told me she loved me too, but it wasn’t working out. It
didn’t feel right or some bullshit like that. It doesn't matter anymore.
She put her hand on my chest and the pain I felt was
unbearable. She kept talking. I don’t know what she said; all I heard was “Kali
ma. Kali ma. Kali ma shakti de.” She leaned in to give me a parting kiss and when
she turned to leave she held my heart in her hand.
