The next day,
she wants to talk.
"About the elephant in the room"
I could scream.
She doesn't want to pretend nothing happened.
"I can't force you to stay in a relationship you don't want or that's too much. And I know I can be a lot. So I was trying to give you your space until you were ready to talk."
She says she was giving me space.
She says she just wants to know how I'm doing.
I'm screaming and crying. What do you mean?
I ask her how she is.
"im alright. do you have any questions"
Is this a fucking TEDtalk?
We decide we'll room together next year.
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Her. (rough draft)
الشعرThis author has gone through the most brutal breakup she's ever endured, she needs an outlet. Enjoy
