Still sat on my windowsill, my phone rang, work, I declined and slammed my head back on the wall in frustration, anger, I don't know. I thought more about my life before.
A few months had passed, and me and this girl were pretty much a couple, we ate lunch together, I bought her lunch, I went out and about with her, we went shopping and she phoned every night. I really couldn't be happier. What could possibly go wrong?
On my windowsill I thought to myself how I couldn't bear to relive the rest in my mind. But it was something to get me through. The streams of rain on my window were like tears of mine. I looked out into the rain and saw nothing just an ocean.
part 3 coming next
NOTE: this story is loosely based on recent events of my life, I have changed the names for the reason I just can't type it at the moment.
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