It clenches.

It was not a good day. No.

It made it clench. Very hard.

It clenched so hard. So very hard.

I wanted to hit something. There was nothing to hit.

I wanted to scream. It would be pointless.

I wanted to... Could I? No, I couldn't. It would never come. Never.

I wanted... Wanted so very much. But it will never be gotten. Never.

I... Do I? Can I? Will I? I don't know. Letting go gets harder and harder. Always.