he can feel it
05.10.15 | 10:33 am
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?"