It's been months.
Months since I last saw her face.
Months since I've heard her voice.
Months since I've heard her laugh.
Months since I've seen her smile.
Months since her body has touched mine.
Months since the...
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The guys asked me to go partying tonight.
I declined and they looked at me with side eyes.
"The hell is wrong with you, mate?" one asked.
"He's whipped." Khalil stated.
"Was." Alfredo corrected, a sad sympathetic frown on his face.
I didn't say a word as I stared into nothingness.
I was coming down from my high and one of my stages was simply feeling numb.
I wasn't emotional at all, I was just here.
I couldn't feel a thing.
Although I was just here, I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to be anywhere.
The boys left me to lonesome and snapped their night.
I wasn't going to lie, it was lit. Not lit enough for me to regret not going though.
