I’m outside my apartment door, fumbling with my keys because my eyes are so bleary I can’t find the right one. Stupid tears. Just focus for two seconds, Lily, and find the right-
The keys fall straight through my hands and clatter onto the tiled floor outside my door. I stare down at them, unable to find the strength to pick them up. I can feel the tears rolling down my cheeks before I even realize I’m crying, and once they start, there’s really no stopping them.
As I step inside, I am immensely grateful to find that my roommates have already gone to bed so I can head straight into my room without their wandering eyes. I’m not even sure that my voice could handle speaking right now without being a complete sobbing mess.