It has been a week now and you ignored my texts and calls.
"Do you hate me that much?"
I walked to your house and knocked on the door.
No answer.
But your door cracked open a little, I thought it was strange, so I walked in calling your name.
No reply.
I walked upstairs and went into your room,
There you were.
You were laid on the bed, next to the girl you kissed last week.
It reeks of alcohol.
You ran out of the house crying.
"So.. it's over?"
