On my silent days, I miss you a little louder.
~C.C Aurel~
Bruno
It's been two days since I saw her, two days of missing her and wanting her. Still, I held myself back, not because I was punishing her but because I needed to understand her reasons or at least steam down the anger and the feeling of betrayal that seemed to want to explode from somewhere within me every time I thought about it, which was every goddamn second. Yet, no matter how much I thought about it, her reasons were just excuses.
It was as if she had been gauging me in case I wasn't what she needed, in which case she would just take my son and walk away, leaving me none the wiser.
I felt shitty, a foreign feeling for me. She had hurt me without drawing blood.
I guess this is how heartbreak felt. Excruciati
