The soft gray of the morning came through the curtains. The city was quiet below, the apartment still. I lay there for a moment taking stock of where I was, his sheets, his bed, the warmth beside me already gone. His side cool. He'd been up for a while.
I shouldn’t have been surprised. But somehow, I still was.
I thought of the words I’d heard before falling asleep.
I’d held on it. But a part of me wondered if I’d just imagined it. That maybe I’d just made up him saying those words to me. Because it was what I’d really wanted to hear. Needed to hear.
I sighed and reached for my phone.
Saw the texts from Lia.
baccckk in the dorm…kinda mad that our night ended early
where is my text Sienna??
are you okay
sienna its 2am please text me back
okay i'm choosing to believe you're alive.
