Danes P. O. V
Her silence and her absence has been driving me insane for the last couple of days. I thought that I had her heart. I excepted her to breakdown and beg for me to take her back but she didn't. Was the pain that I heard in her voice over the phone just a facade? Did she really love me? Why do I feel like I lost when I'm the one that broke up with her?
I had a few drinks on a Wednesday afternoon and these thoughts and questions has been filling my head making me lose my sanity, not to the alcohol but to her. I needed her to need me. Now that she listened so obediently and actually stay away made me suffer, the feeling of hollowness which vanish when I met her found its way back to me. This haunting feeling, is back to torture me.
My hands cradled my phone and my fingers
