he can feel it
05.10.15 | 10:33 am

i came home yesterday afternoon and at the airport he was so sweet. he bought me a snack and he held my hand and kissed me and was just so sweet.

and at home it continued, where he cooked me a homemade dinner and kissed me and told me how much he missed me.

for a second, i thought, no, i need to stay here. he is too good to me.

by nightfall, i thought, no, i need to get out of here. i need to leave.

this morning, he hugged me from behind and said, "i'm so happy you're home. are you happy?"

"yes," i responded. "of course."

"but are you really?"

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