When She Left...

When my most recent serious relationship ended, I was left alone. I remember I could still smell her on my sheets, and smell her on my pillows. I spent many nights on the verge of tears just holding "her" pillow, smelling her scent, and pretending the pillow was her. After some time, the pain went away of our failed relationship, but the pain of not having someone to cuddle with was unbearable. I still to this day, at times, cuddle with "her" pillow, and imagine it's someone that wants to be next to me.
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Sep 21, 2012