A heart breaks, a soul quakes

For that one moment in time I can almost feel the world spinning on its axis. Gravity is weighing upon me carefully. And, yet, I still can see everything around me crystal-clear. You are ten feet away, standing like a young child who has yet to learn how to hold his head high. There is the dim fluorescent light above us and it highlights each imperfection with menacing exactness. We each stand, facing each other, unsure of what the repercussions would be if we moved closer. My lip is bleeding from me biting it so; the blood tastes like your infamous spaghetti sauce. The pain eases away as it always does. I turn around as the scab begins to form, marring my feminine appearance.