good together; nevertheless, i thought it was something i did...i thought i was the reason you left. for weeks and weeks i searched for you and came up with nothing. i hated myself. i cried every night, and sometimes i would scream. when you came back, you did not tell me. i did not know if you were even alive for two years until one night you called me and told me to come outside because you were waiting for me there. that was nine months ago. you called me again tonight.
my breathing follows my footsteps as i walk towards the apartment complex. the building is five stories high. from 