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november 27th our 19th month together and our second thanksgiving. this month was full of sadness. everyday ended in an argument or ended up with me walking home alone. you had become someone i didn't know. you looked like yourself but when you spoke it wasn't you. i went to your house again for thanksgiving but this year it was just your family. we sat around the table and it was as if your parents could feel the tension between us. after dinner they left and it was just us. we went to your room and sat there. you started arguing with me but i forgot about what it was the only thing i remember is walking home at 2:45 AM with tears running down my face. it had been two months since you last held my hand and i had forgotten what your hand felt like and that made me cry even harder. i hoped winter wouldn't be too harsh on us.

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