Ace
The silence in the house was getting unbearable now.
It clawed at my skin like nails on a chalkboard. It wasn’t even the kind of silence you could drown out with music or noise.
I stayed far away from her. It's been two weeks and five days. I haven't even seen her.
I told myself it was the smart thing to do. The right thing. Distance made everything cleaner and easier. That was what I said. That was what I kept repeating like a dumbass prayer every time I found myself pacing the hallway outside her door like some creep with a death wish.
But nothing about it was easier. The more I stayed away, the more I craved her. The more I burned— My entire being burned for her.
I couldn’t even look at my bed without thinking about her in it. Thinking about how she used to stay curled up lik
