I left her apartment with a gaping hole in my heart.. The satisfaction I expected to feel was non existent. I feel just empty.. I looked deep into me and found nothing to hold on to…nothing… I started feeling so bad when I remembered her face.. So shattered and broken.. Filled with tears..
“Fork, smith?! You going all soft on me right?” I thought.. But i couldn’t forget her face.. And the way she felt in my arms.. So perfect and beautiful.. Withdrawing from her is the most painful thing I’ve ever done in my life. She is so perfect, and I’d never felt more complete than I did these last few weeks.. I love everything about her.. Her sharp wit and intelligent conversations.. She’s been like a best friend to me and i just threw all that away with my actions. I briefly considered driving back to her place; but phone pinged and I got an sms about the position for a new CFO, and my heart sank.. This just became shittier.