i collapsed in the center of my bed with the lights off and the clock slowly creeping into the early hours of the morning. you were the only thing on my mind. 3 months, going on 4. the last straw, you had said. you don't care about anyone but yourself, you had said. but i thought you loved me. but i thought you cared.
but here i am, sprawled on my bed, crying into my blue blankets, lights off, and the clock slowly creeping into the start of an eternity.
because oh god, is this going to last forever.
