daimon-50238322 @daimon-50238322
I woke up in the middle of the night with a start. My heart was racing and my sheets were drenched with sweat. It had been weeks since I'd last seen him, but it felt like just yesterday that he'd walked out of my life for good. I tossed off the covers and got out of bed, padding softly across the floor to the bathroom. The mirror above the sink reflected back a ghostly pale version of myself. My eyes were sunken and my skin was dry and flaky from lack of sleep. I flipped on the faucet and let cold water wash over my face, hoping to revive some semblance of life into my drained expression.
I thought about all the times we'd spent together, laughing and joking like our lives depended on it. We were young and in love, or so I thought. But it turned out that he had other plans for his future, ones that didn't include me by his side. He broke up with me over text message, citing that he needed to focus on himself before committing to a relationship. I was devastated. How could someone who claimed to love me do something so hurtful? The pain still lingered in my heart like an open wound.
I couldn't shake the feeling of loneliness that had settled over me since his departure. It felt like no matter what I did, nothing seemed to bring me any joy or fulfillment anymore. The days blended together into a dull haze of grey skies and endless rain. Even when the sun
