his head was in the toilet
as the alcohol he consumed
came up.
he slumped back
against the wall,
wiped his mouth
and cried.
he didn't know what for
anymore.
he didn't know if
it was for her
or his aching headache
or maybe
the fact
that he was completely
and utterly
alone.
he just cried.
he felt his life
slip from his fingers.
he never understood
how one person
could make you feel so bad,
like you weren't good
enough,
like you meant nothing.
until
now.
YOU ARE READING
unfaithful - g.d
Short Story"to him i just cant be true, and i know that he knows im unfaithful and it kills him inside, to know that i am happy with some other guy." - **Mature content, a warning will be posted in the beginning of the book and chapter**
