I'm not there yet.
For three months, I floated.
The second month, the quiet got so loud I couldn't sleep. love junkie free read
After Eli, there was Marcus, who loved me for six perfect weeks before he loved his ex more. Then Jules, who said I was "intense" and stopped calling. Then the girl whose name I won't even write down, because admitting I still remember it feels like shame. I'm not there yet
You learn the patterns fast. The chase, the catch, the slow withdrawal. Then the chase again. I floated. The second month
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