Maybe that smile from earlier wasn't meant for me too. Maybe... maybe the moment he stepped into this condo and landed his gaze on me, he saw her. He thought I was her.
It's so stupid of me to forget that he's drunk. It's so stupid of me to think that he has forgiven me. It's so stupid of me to do things for him even if it breaks me.
How could I forget that he's into her?
And I can't believe how masochist I am. I can't believe that I can't bring myself to be mad at him, to hate him. I can't believe I love him so much.
I combed his hair and planted a feathery kiss on his forehead before storming out of the room.
I sat by the window. The light coming from the misty moon is not tha
