You shook your head. You swung the duvet back and got up out of bed. You reached under your double bed and pulled out the suitcase. You filled it with all your belongings. You stood at the door. Ready to leave. He was beautiful, kind but you wished for something more. Something more than friend. You looked at the apartment. It was bear an cold. You sighed and un-zipped your suitcase. You took everything out and only took your stripy backpack full of clothes with you. You started to cry and left the house.
