Eveline

I sniff and wipe the tears with the back of my hand. I am feeling everything lost and tired and also das. I am heartbroken as well because I can feel my heart aching.

He is seated at my feet leaning on the couch I am seated on. We don't talk and I know that I would rather we didn't because I have said some things I don't think was such a good idea to say in the first place. I didn't have to admit and force him to feel what I felt because that was me, it was my feelings. I guess part of me hoped that he would say something else and then he would cup my cheeks and kiss me until we were out of breathe.