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Even though I had to be somewhere, I went to his work when I left mine. He wasn’t there. I had him called, he didn’t pick up. I went to his desk, he was gone. I just don’t understand. And now I’m home, after going to therp, and walking out of therp feeling like I always used to feel… torn… and he’s asleep. I want company, I want to talk, I want to find out why and what and how, and I want to break down and cry in his arms, but I can’t because he’s asleep and when I tried to wake him up he just rolled over and said “WHAT??” and then went back to sleep.

I hurt.

1 Comment

  • bob

    December 21, 2000 at 6:14 pm

    *hugzzz*