He was leaving and all these emotions hit me at once and I literally wanted to run away so I could fucking cry alone. So I hug him and say my goodbyes.
"Bye." I say, hoping my voice doesn't sound as cracky as it feels and I begin to walk away.
"I love you." He says as he walks around the end of his car.
I spin around, feeling almost outraged, "What?!", I squeak at him.
"Bye." He says, calmly, like he knows what I think I heard and is forcing me to accept it.
"Bye." I say again and spin on my heel; practically running away because of the intense need to cry I feel building inside of me. I don't even make it 4 steps before the tears begin to fall.
And it's silly because we've talked about love like mature adults before but I still can't fucking deal with it because I don't understand how he can tell me he loves me and be in the situation he is in.
Hopefully tomorrow will be better and I won't feel like a piece of shit.
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