I didn't love him anymore - I knew this ever since the beginning, but I couldn't bring myself to believe it's truth.
The night I knew, I let go of all that hurt and pain, and gave myself in to him completely.
It was us and us alone - that night, Sam wasn't mine, my parents didn't fight.
All was right in the world.
But then the sun came up, and the fantasy had slipped through my fingers.
I was on the first bus back to campus in the early hours of the day after Christmas.
I had waited that afternoon for an announcement, the warmth of the indoor area to Redmond's main bus station calming my trembles ever so slightly.
And on the way back, all I could do was sleep.
I had been so exhausted, so deprived of any real peace over the weekend.
And I could've slept through to the end, if it
