Today’s day two of the rest of my life. This feels like prison. I can see her, but I can’t hold her. Hell, I can’t even talk to her. She’s cold. I definitely killed the version of her that fell in love with me.
She left tonight. I have no idea where she went or what she’s up to. Watching her walk away before my very eyes is a death sentence for me.
Why did I let her grip my heart like this?
I don’t know what I’m going to do.
I can’t do anything but watch anyway.
This isn’t going to end well for me.
