It's been nearly two weeks.
Two weeks since that night.
Not a single phone call, not a single text.
He avoided me on campus, he avoided my existence.
The thought of losing him forever brought such great pain to my heart, yet I knew I deserved better.
But I didn't want anyone better.
I wanted him.
Drowning in sorrow, I did something I'd rarely ever do anymore.
I turned to alcohol for comfort, somehow hoping that it will heal the hole in my heart.
But it couldn't.
Nothing could; nothing but him.
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RomanceHe held my world in the palm of his hands while I was nothing but a mere body he would turn to at his own convenience. This is a story about a girl who had far too much to give, and a guy who gave far too little. © Copyrighted Mater...
