That night, she asked me the question I knew was coming since I began drinking. "Were you and Nova more than friends?"
Yes we were. I loved the fairy dust girl of my dreams who wrapped herself in string lights and danced like an angel. I loved the girl who I slung my arm around as we watched the fireworks over the river we walked along every night. I loved the girl who sang songs she didn't know the words to. I loved the girl with a collection of sea glass. I loved the girl with the pastel Polaroid camera. I loved the pictures she took of us that hung in the unused closet we watched movies in. The girl who is forever immortalized in the Polaroid picture of us on our first date that I still have tucked into my wallet.
I drank at first to numb my fear of her health, then my pain after her death. My drinking evolved into an addiction where my drinking numbed my feelings for my dead girlfriend.
The burn of vodka in my mouth and down my throat distracted me from the feeling of emptiness I felt. The buzzing in my head filled the shell of a being I had become.
I shattered the bottle of vodka in my hand and cried, waiting for Nova to come back and pat my hair as she used to do while telling me that everything would be okay. But now, none of us are okay.
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