I feel so conflicted.
I know I still like him but why did we have to become this intimate after breaking up?
I push myself to get up carefully and clothe myself before making coffee.
As I wait for the kettle to boil the water, I decided to drink massive amounts of water to alleviate my headache due to a hangover.
What do we do after this?
It’s a question that continues to linger on the longer Jeremy stays asleep in bed.
My mind continues to argue about the things I should do and what I should think. Despite myself, I couldn’t control my thoughts well enough to come up with anything at all.
It’s like listening to a room full of eager people simultaneously speaking. No words pass through anyone’s ears and collectively became an incoherent noise.
My mind continues to attack me with torrents of thoughts that I didn’t realize I have zoned out until I felt Jeremy hugs me from behind. He plants a sweet kiss on my shoulder before speaking.
“You doing okay?”