One month had passed since I saw him.
One month of f*****g hell when I steered into the gas station, my hair being short and I just had cut it off, just took my ponytail one night when I couldn’t take it anymore, leaving my otherwise long hair on the ground of the motel bathroom where I had left it.
the strands reaching just above my shoulders where nudging my bare skin in the tank top I was wearing, making every man within a radius turn around and stare at me when I frowned taking out the pump and just not caring, it was summer and it was hot outside, it was not like I was going to walk around in a coat all the time.
I had paid the apartment, the one that I walked out of, I was coming back but I just couldn’t… not after what had happened, Jonah…. Telling me that he never loved me… jus
