SHE

TWENTY NINE

Bed still warm, marks on my neck,

I still hear your laugh in my head

I must admit, I'd never guessed

you couldn't handle being loved,

too much of a mess

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.

"The house will be empty for 2 hours from the moment you get this" - the note placed on the last page read.

It had been half an hour already. I wasn't going anywhere, I couldn't believe this without talking to her. She loves me, I love her. She's my girlfriend, she would never..

This had to be a sick joke, there's no way this is true.

"It has to be a joke", I repeated to myself.

Come on, you have evidence right in front of your eyes, yet you're still so naive a voice inside my head laughed.

"No," I whispered.

She had you wrapped around your finger this whole time and even now