Melody
This has been one long week. It's been months since I came home and woke up without Jay around. I miss his presence, our talks, and being in his arms. I know I acted hastily and should have talked things through or at least explained why I needed the break. Yet, I couldn't do that, not yet. I'm still trying to figure things out, still trying to wrap my head around everything. I hated this.
Getting ready to meet Sand for lunch before her trip, all I could think of was how to get out of going and how I needed to get to the bottom of this cluster f.ck I'm in. I hate the fact that the ones I should be able to talk to and get help from were the same ones causing me all these issues. By the time I made it to the diner, I had a migraine and it only got worse as lunch progressed.
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