“ ’ hey , how are you? ’ he said moving to sit next to her against the locker. she looked over at him with big glossy eyes and sighed. she wanted to stand up and tell him that he destroyed every part of her when he left. she wanted to explain in the 5 days since he left she had barely slept 12 hours, she wanted to scream about how she hasn’t been able to keep food down. she wanted to tell him everyone kept asking where he was and that she burst into tears trying to explain that he didn’t want to be around her anymore. she wanted to say that her heart shatters everytime she sees him with her. she wanted to tell him that she wished he’d show up at her door with a cherry-less chocolate shake like he always did whenever it got so bad she hurt herself. she wanted to call him at 2pm when she couldn’t breathe because she was crying so much, and have his voice calm her down. she wanted to say that she’s kissed the bottom of so many bottles and nothing can take away the taste of him. she wanted him to know that he was the best damned thing that happened to her, and the worse thing at the same time. she wanted him to know that he killed her. but instead, with tears streaming down her face she simply said ‘I’ll be fine’ ”
-everything Ive been dying to tell you (a.j)
