"you were right"

 a short about nothing in particular

"you were right," she said. admitting she was wrong has never been in her blood — it wasn't how she was raised. in her house, you fought until the other saw your side of things, until they were the ones who admitted defeat. and if you were proven wrong, you never said sorry. you just huffed and said, "whatever."

but, in this instance, he was right. and she needed him to know that. 

"you were right," she said, "i do deserve better. i deserve better than what you offered. i deserve better than what you gave. and for so long, i would tell myself that i didn't want a new and better person, i wanted you to do better."

silence.

"you were right," she said, "i will find someone who deserves me. maybe it will be you, as we are constantly changing and evolving and are never the same people as the day before — maybe you will be the new and better person, but maybe you won't."

silence.

"you were right," she said, "when you said i deserved more. the hardest lesson for me was understanding that you could've been this person, but you chose not to — you chose to walk away. i may never know why — that deep-down-bottom-of-your-heart kind of why — but it doesn't matter. i must take what answer i have, and that answer is that we weren't enough for you. that i wasn't your choice."

her words reverberate in the empty room. she says all of this to no one in particular. but the words reach her own ears. and somehow, that made all the difference. she spoke these words into existence.

she does deserve better.