We folded origami fortune tellers;
filling the insides with
made-up stories and inside jokes that didn't mean anything anymore.
The questions I wanted answers to
couldn't be answered by those pieces of paper.
We sat on the floor of her bedroom.
She was the one who I told my secrets to,
the one who promised to keep them.
The one who broke my trust,
and my heart,
A current of realization went through me,