i almost thought i was hallucinating when i saw you again, standing there on my doorstep. your blonde hair sticking to your face as you wept in the rain.
"she left me."
he took a step forward before knocking me on the floor, hugging my middle as he sobbed into my chest. why was this happening? did i not pledge my hatred and resentment towards him when he picked her two months ago?
but i couldn't push him away.
why couldn't i?
deep down, i think i wish for things to return to how they once were, though he is not that boy anymore. i consoled him that night. i let him into my safe space, let him sleep in my bed as he wept while he slept. he did not deserve my sympathy. he didn't at all.
i wish i didn't have a soft spot for him. i wish i could scream obscenities to him and send him on his way. i know i'll regret this when he leaves me again.
