the night was growing cold. I could help but roll over to see an empty space, where you use to lay.
I shut my eyes to keep my thoughts out but nothing works. I sit up in an instance. I look at my phone Anticipating a text from you. however I know that's not going to happen. I can't help but want to hear your voice though. I can't help but want to know what you were thinking or doing at this very moment. however its probably something I don't want to know about. I can't help but want to hear from you. even though I know it wouldn't be good for me.
my heart pounded from my chest. tears streamed down my face.
"Cj" my older sister called out from my door pushing it open.
"why are you crying?" she asked and I touch my face. I was crying.
I didn't even know that.
I bite my lip not wanting to answer.
"i--" try to say but it comes out as a cry. my heart was breaking. this was the first time my sister saw me like this. ever.
the one I love was with someone else. yet I am here crying because I can't be that someone for him. I want to be that someone. I miss him.
© Alexiehooper