Drip drop drip drop drip drop. My eyes watch as each rain drop hits the ground. I hear a door open but my eyes remain fixated on the cascading rain drops. I feel the bed dip indicating someone has sat next to me. A cold hand touches mine but my eyes still remain on the raindrops. The hand comes forward to touch my face to bring my eyes toward theirs. My eyes meet theirs but they're cold and distant.
"Hi" he says softly.
His mouth opens and closes unable to form a sentence until he settles with
" I miss you".
I give him no response. He removes his hand quickly from my cheek as if I have burnt him. His eyes search mine but once he again he finds nothing. He gets up defeated. He walks toward the wall and punches it. He grunts angrily.
"I JUST DON'T GET IT . WHEN ARE YOU GONNA STOP ACTING LIKE THE VICTIM? YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY ONE AFFECTED BY THIS YOU KNOW?"
Silence fills the room. Nothing but his heavy breathing can be heard. He shakes his head and sighs agitated. He storms out the room and slams the door behind him. A tear streams down my cheek. I close my eyes and like always one thought immediately enters my mind HIM.......
YOU ARE READING
HIM
RomanceHim. His eyes. His smile. His laugh. His voice. His warmth. His existence. Him .
