I’m tired, but I don’t want to go to bed. I have a million thoughts racing through my mind. I feel like I have lost everything. I no longer have my boyfriend. My best friend lives all the way up in Newark. I feel so lost and alone. Nowhere to turn.
I keep flashing to various events over the past few months. I think of when I first met my boyfriend. That night we went to the Iron Skillet for dinner with another friend. My soon-to-be boyfriend was cute and flirty.
I think about the things we used to do. I also think back to when I used to drive him to and from work and hanging out on the campus and his office. About when we drove up to the Philadelphia Outlets at midnight on Black Friday. And about how we gave up once we saw the traffic trying to get there.
I am thinking about when we went to North Carolina. I met his family and friends. He took me to all of the places that he used to frequent and still loves. I am thinking about when he took me to pet the cows. And when we took the Blue Ridge Parkway home. Not to mention when we went to the Cheerwine bottling plant and the distributor.
I am thinking about our home, our bed, and him smoothing over the promises made in the sheets.