How could I have not realized this yesterday? I guess that I was too blind by the large flower that he gave me to not see what the stupid plant actually means.
That he is here. He is here, in my town, deliberately not coming to my door to relieve me of the stress that he has caused me by his sudden disappearance. And why? Probably for some selfish reason, some selfish excuse that he will give me when he does come back here. I can't believe this.
If he wants to see me so bad then what is holding him back? What is the reason as to why he wants to keep me in the dark while he trots around my hometown, buying me gifts and writing me letters that he could give to me himself. He infuriates me.
I am too angry to write right now. I may go into town for some coffee (Maybe I'll run into him! Imagine that!) or read a book or do something that will calm me down before he returns to me. I'm not sure how long it will be now, I'm nearing thirty days without him.
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the flowers; h.s.
Fanfictionthe flowers are a symbol of her presence but his absence.
