How I wish you'd like for me to stick around. _V
The click of the keys to the click of the rain mix to the base and my head is dizzy, my eyes left squinted and harshly taking in the light of the screen. It would be just like me to be awake now, sorting through folds of past and present, getting nowhere but accepting that. Sleep won't come tonight and there's nothing else to do but dwell on things I can't change.
I think I want to go home, but you will never love me.
"'You'll get over it...' It's the cliches that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life forever. You don't get over it because 'it' is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not erased by anyone but death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no one else can fit. Why would I want them to?"
_Jeanette Winterson
