She leaves me behind with the trail of her scent that still lingers in my office. Heartaches form when you move them to hang on the cliff for too long.
She told me she loved me yet I denied her any answer or affection for that matter. Those words that should mean something. It should leave a warm, lasting impression of the other individual. She wanted me to say the words back, I can see it in her eyes that what I would say would affect her. However, with that thought into consideration, I did not care what I say to Omi would break her.
This meant everything to her.
Yet how was I able to stand there and deny her that warmth.
Because I’m a monster.
It takes me an hour to fix my office back to its originality. Putting everything back in place, yet Omi left her panties behind on the floor
