Last night after he left, I stood there with my friends trying to replay how it went so wrong so quickly. And while they weren’t exactly in the right state of mind to help me, they both heard him say he was done and saw him walk away. But I hadn’t been done, I wanted to hear it from him. I was convinced, somewhat by Stella, that I just needed to talk to him, or better yet not talk.
I WANTED TO HEAR IT FROM HIM
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