He told me that he loved me more than anything, and left me.
He told me I was his best friend, but he didn’t want to see me.
He cried for the first time in years and said that all he wanted was to go home with me and watch a movie, and then he dropped me at my sister’s house.
That was three days ago. The story has changed since then; he just needs to be alone. I can give him space. I can be alone, too, I’ve done it before. But I can’t stand not being able to hold his hand, lean on his shoulder, hear him […]