Strangers. That's all we are now. There is no love anymore. She's always busy and I've been trying to keep busy as well. She forgot our anniversary. She forgot my birthday. She's been spending time with this one man. She came home smelling like him and a hickey on her breast. She won't even sleep next to me anymore. The sheets are cold, craving her warmth. We are strangers. Afraid of being alone. Afraid of leaving one another.
A/N: It's my mf birthday. Also, someone please date me 😭😭 I swear I'm cute and cuddly
