I am the kind of woman you’ll call strong on a good day, and exhausting on a bad.
He’s not talking to me now. That’s the biggest shattering of all – the grandest illusion broken.
I’ve missed the sound of you getting home, interrupting my work with a wet kiss on the back of my neck.
I’m learning that people care about me.
And the woman I’ve become? She wants to share her life with a man.
I don’t know why I didn’t scream at him. Yell. Storm out and tell everyone in the centre what he had done to me, what he was saying to me.
I should have done it when I had chance. I should’ve done it when he stood opposite me after a summer of making memories and shaping the landscape of one another’s lives.
The time is now, Internet. To be young! And full of hope!
I said, I should’ve said this before, but I’ve no intention of dating anybody. I’m sorry. Let’s stop this before it starts.
We can’t do it alone