For the first time in my life, I didn't want to be crying alone. I wanted someone to hold me and tell me everything was going to be okay. I could have laid there with him and let it all out but something inside of me screamed for me to leave. I guess to see if he would fallow or hold me tighter so I wouldn't go. But he didn't move or say a thing. He just watched me as I stumbled around for my clothes and shakily reach for the door. All I could say was "I'm sorry." as I walked out and I shut the door before he could utter anything.
I guess this is what I needed. Because if he were to show me that he really cares then it would make it that much harder for me to leave in the fall (And I'm hoping to God that works out).
I'm just tired of feeling so alone.
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