Undone by a Sock

A little short story. Hopefully you enjoy it, my short story writing has been out of practice.

Undone by a Sock

 

The pounding of my chest makes me realize I am still alive. I used to think that being without you made my heart stop beating, but it kept pounding. I thought I could feel you inside me when my heart beat.

It beats with vengeance now, as it did back then, when you treated me like your adolescent sock. At least that sock will be there with you forever, its cotton warmth encasing your manhood. I am done with you, my days of being your sock are now over.

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