friday morning

[thechvlrmalfet]

It begins as soon as she leaves. She walks away into the rain and I immediately regret letting her leave without saying it; without her knowing it. I return to my room in the grey rain and I smell her as I walk through the door. The room feels empty without her. My bed feels too big for me. Under the covers, the room looks so big. I wish she were

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[satsumafutant]

I feel ya, Shawn.