With rose petals blooming inside of me, every word that came out of his mouth made it harder to say what I was thinking. Overwhelming happiness made it hard to care. It didn’t bother me that I was overthinking every text, rereading every conversation, to make sure I didn’t say anything to scare him away. when I did say something I decided was wrong I would obsess over how scared I was of losing him and that thought was enough to make sure I was never close enough to touch him but close enough to want him with my everything. The hurt from before was closing me off from the good now. That drive inside me to never let anyone close was still there fighting against how much I wanted to see him, talk to him again. It was too much so I laid in my room under the covers scared of the thought of being with him. Simultaneously scared of being without him and that’s why all these years later he’s moved on and married another woman without knowing how much I loved him and they now live happily ever after while I am still here under my covers.
Picture from; “Messy Bed Sheets.” Inspirationfeed, 14 July 2018, inspirationfeed.com/learn-more-about-mattresses/messy-bed-sheets/.
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Great job, Katelyn! The first and last sentence really grip the reader. I can’t wait to read more!
I love this 🙂