“I’m going to the coffee shop. It’s pretty cold so I have to drive all the way there. I love you! See ya.” Then I ended the call from my boyfriend, Shawn.
I grabbed my jacket out of the hook and looked around the house to find my key.
“Damn it.” I muttered under my breath when I’m trying to reach for it under the sofa.
When I finally got it, I immediately put on my boots and walked out of my apartment.
If my apartment isn’t destined on the second floor, I’d die from walking up and down the stairs.
I reached the parking lot and walked towards my car, started the engine and went off. It’s a pretty cold weather so I have to turn off the car’s AC.
I turned the radio on and it’s exactly playing the song I have in mind right now. I sang a few lyrics from “Asleep by The Smiths” when suddenly, I don’t know what’s going on anymore.
Everything went black. I can’t even open my eyes. I can’t even catch my breath. It’s like the world’s crashing down. So I surrendered myself to the sensation I’m feeling. And no, it’s not pleasurable. It’s painful.
