The next day he's in the lift.
The night had been particularly rough and I couldn't really say it was because of the encounter on the balcony, although it had made me feel somehow even more alone afterwards, like this strange meeting hadn't been strange enough to cut the loneliness and the heart ranching pain I felt. Like nothing would ever be strange enough to cut that loneliness.
I hadn't really slept, nor had I ever really been awake after the panic that had taken after I'd gone inside from the balcony. The calm after the storm, the quiet pain after the torture.
My six o'clock alarm drew me out of under my bed with neither relief nor anxiety. It didn't make a difference for me at that moment, I got in the shower and sat under the pressure of the water on the cold tiles for half an hour, somewhere knowing that once I got out I didn't have much else to do than dress and feed the cats. The time planned for my getting ready in the morning was still the same as before six months ago even though I didn't eat or took time to enjoy doing make up or my hair as I would have in the past. I did have to make myself presentable for work though but I barely bothered to do more than hide my lack of sleep now. I don't think any amount of make up would hide how miserable I was anyways. I hadn't received any comments here and that was probably because with no comparison to my past self it didn't look so bad but if I kept going like this, I knew it would become an issue.
Oh well...I wasn't thinking of that. The future. I fed the cats plus checked I hadn't left anything to catch fire or do the beasts any harm, not trusting my awareness of mate and left the apartment with ten minutes late without realising it.
And when the door of the lift opened there he was.
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